Screen of Awareness
This poem is the result of damage to neurons in the frontal and temporal lobes of my brain. My intelligence deteriorates daily – By Poet.
Through my inner being,
I grasp my primal consciousness.
Where thoughts are filtered,
The deepest seem hidden even from me,
Only accessible to my subconscious,
The misted screen defies entry.
I yearn for the clarity within.
Do my dreams simulate this awareness?
Do they lift the veil of protection?
Or do they serve to create this confusion?
Searching my tempestuous mind,
I reach the intangible.
I strive to procure a sieve,
That will once again release awareness,
To my demented mind.
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15th May 2023
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