Stream of Consciousness

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Sometimes I'm sitting trying to write
And seeing things in a different light
And I take a moment to look outside
To watch the clouds passing by
The problem is I think
I think my heart can be written in ink
Does that make sense?
It just depends
On whether philosophy can be logically meant
I understand that the human brain
Is hard wired to focus on pain
And that if we could write its entirety
Robots would feel like you and me
But I think a lot
And fact gets forgot
And I wonder if maybe we are robots
If our every thought could be mapped out
On a sheet of paper, without a doubt
We can't do that
But I think a lot
And I wonder how good of a job I do
Condensing personality with words too few
And I write and I write, and of course I knew
That it wasn't enough
But the draft is just rough
And though the going is tough
I think I'll get there somehow, someday
I'll write everything that makes me into one page
And it's funny that that won't be the end
I say it's my goal, but I just pretend
'Cause it's only one spiral as I ascend
When I get there there'll be something else to amend
Another trait to defend
Another rule to bend
Another crack to mend
Another insight to lend
And that's alright, it's part of me
A part I can write
It's not in spite
All bark and no bite
And I'm aware that as of right now it's impossible
And that one day I'll deem this poem as tossable
But at the moment it's the closest I get
As I try to capture sharp pieces in a fine net
And think I might think to much
But, as such,
I also dream that I dream
And I'm sorry this was a consciousness stream
But you get it I hope
I'm just trying to cope
With a pretentious parade of first-person poetry
It's just me
Being me
Attempting to see clearly
The parts of us that hold the key
To using meaningless scribbles effectively

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Anyone else written "stream of consciousness" poetry? I don't really know if it's a thing, but if not try it!

Okay, I'm setting a challenge for anyone reading (not compulsory). Just start writing your thoughts and rhyme them, but don't edit, and see where you end up!

Share it in the comments, if it's not too personal that you feel uncomfortable.

Thanks for reading.

Alex xxx

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