Embarrased Poem by Ragy Sandid

Can my mind be embarrassed
From running its repetitive frames?
Sometimes a picture from the past
Sometimes an image without a name

So my mind was shaped years ago
It took longer to know what to keep
And what to let go. Awake, I control it
But I can't help what visits in my sleep.

It's taken the innocent and maimed
Their image in memory into playthings
It's toyed with what makes them human
And created curses out of their blessings

A wild beast I've tried to tame for years
Yet both betray me and I'm back in a forest
It's night time and vision doesn't allow
Me to see the turbulence in others I offset

My mind gets what all humans get: capsules of ideas
It tries to make sense of what it all means
It changes what needs to change when needed
Sometimes it requires changing actual scenes

And make humans more motion picture like
It may fancy romance or revenge
There's always a present it can't change
There's always a past it must avenge

At times my mind sees them and wants to apologize
It can see the regret filling their eyeballs
Can they see me as I question my mind
Can they know that I know how grace falls?