Scars of the Mind

Authors Note: The poem I crafted is about Jekyll, and his wish to be able to have no conscience and to be able to separate the good from bad from within him. The poem is about someone wondering what it would be like to have no conscience, to not have to think or ponder over something you really want to forget, or to think over things that will haunt you forever.

Silence

That is the sound

I most greatly want to hear

My mind stirs

But I ask for none of this

A sense of urgency overcoming me

Knowing that I must know

 Thoughts are dangerous

They cause knowledge

They cause power

But most of all

Scars

Right now

My mind wants to ponder

But my soul

Wants nothing more

Than quiet

The sense of thought

Brings a throbbing to my brain

My brain is crafting

It is unorganized

As thoughts flow

My mind is loud

Emotions run

My conscience is to blame

I am angry

I am embarrassed

For seeing yet again

A scar

But for a minute

I stop and ponder

Of the thought

Of no conscience

No train of thought

Nothing that demands the past

Something so beautiful

As peace and quiet

In every humans mind