Is this control?
I'm trying really hard to catch my thoughts
It is rather tricky
As I have them , non-stop
Silence is deafening for me
I don't even think I will have peace after my
Brain waves are seen
On the electro -en- ceph - alo- gram or EEG
Its last recording will read and mock this very thought - quite vividly
Sometimes, I wish I had an off switch
Though let's face it
It wouldn't make a difference
I'd figure a way to trigger a wave
Return life to this overcrowded thinking skin cave
Forcing myself to again just think think think away
Silly rabbit, always running late
I don't think carelessly
I think with control; willingly
I am in control
Or at least that's the thought I had been
Trying to believe
Previous thinking has made this thought something I aimed to always have and a goal to achieve
Now learning I can just be present
Without inundating my thought space
Future tripping on
My past, neglecting my present
Inevitably continuing this cycle until when?
There is nothing left of me or my thought space is miraculously empty?
I'm not in control of what life has planned for me
But my thoughts they are mine, except sometimes I am not sure what version they are of me
Ultimately, they are mine sometimes just not the current me
So I'm learning to teach my brain to recognize past versions and present ones regarding my thoughts and their escape from my thought space and skin cave
Its challenging
I wore many masks in my past
Some seem to have more than the last
They seem to always lack one thing
It's the presence of silence and just letting things be. This is progress for me
Acknowledging, I am the problem but also the key
Is a mind-blowing realization
I'm happy has finally come to me
Copyright © Sierra Mazzucca | Year Posted 2024
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