The chaotic thoughts of creative mind.

I write,
Not for fame,
Or the hope of one day seeing my name
Scrawled across the cover of an unnamed book.
I write,
So that i can see, i can look,
At the chaotic thoughts
That get caught
Up in my mind.
No thought gets left unseen,
The good, the bad and the in between.
My mind works so fast,
no scenario slips past.
The wrongs the rights,
The dark and the light.
Every choice,
Every voice,
The what ifs, yeah buts,
Every posable rut.
Sometimes, I follow my gut,
and depend on good luck,
but even then,
I’ve thought about when,
Why, how,
Even now.
I can tell you the thought process,
On every angle of my lifeless
No decisions are made on a whim,
I look deep, never skim,
Consider me, consider this,
Is it something i would miss.
I make my choice,
Knowing i will lose my voice,
I’d make it again,
so It wasn’t in vain.
Every decision is well thought out,
i didn’t think hard about.

© Karen, A. Hayward.

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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