Cautiously Conscious

Wake up

Breathe

Try to get a grip

So that I can lift

The weight of this reality

Thoughts on stream

Moral compass buffering

Spitting so there’s some shine

So clean

No need to wonder why

Accept the tainted gleam

Seeing is believing

And I’ve gone blind

Trying to find

The meaning behind

The reflection in your eyes

Shattered mirror every time

I catch a glimpse of myself

Looking for anything else

To be

Other than me

One day these warring factions

In my mind

Might make peace

Or sense

Straddling the fence

That divides nature vs will

See, I don’t have to kill

To know that death resides

On the dark side of this strife

But when it comes to life

I have the hardest time

Determining what is right

When there are infinite sides

To every person and story

My brain can’t help but worry

In a perpetual state of anxiety

As I fail

But keep trying

To understand why

This drive - to know

Consumes my soul. 

Reviews

[Michael Iam Bone]

I can relate to this poem greatly. There was a time I felt very much this way, and I still feel that a bit too. My only critique is that the poem felt a bit choppy. This might be on my end, or this may have been intentional. It's not necessarily bad, looking at it objectively there might not be anything wrong with it, and enhance the feeling one is trying to receive from the poem. In that case, I feel it could have been executed better. Even so, this is a minor issue and the only one I can find in this poem, I enjoyed it very much. :)