Stream of consciousness is just free writing. Writing without thinking. Thoughts. Feelings. Put into words. Not necessarily complete thoughts. Just ideas that flow together. One thing leads to another like links in a chain. Not all are created equal. Some are strong and hold. Other are weak and break off. It might not make sense to anyone else, but it still creates a picture. It's a raw, pure form of poetry extremely open to interpretation. It doesn't have to rhyme, but it helps it flow better.
Scars remain
Scars remain
I remember the pain
The blood stain
The pouring rain
The smiles I feign
The fears that reign
Good old memory lane
Feeling insane
Shackles, the mental chains
The beating of the cane
Alone against the grain
The nightmare bane
The energy wane
Emotions drain
The burdens I retain
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