Autopilot Poem by Falling Awake
Autopilot
It seems I don't know quite how to respond,
To the pain present, within and beyond,
So, my subconscious defaults to the lead,
With habitual patterns, I proceed…
Reliant on instincts and emotions,
These primal pathways take me through motions,
Now I'm acting rash, values misaligned,
Hurting loved ones in this stressed frame of mind,
All because I'm unable to pacify,
My cortex, drenched in stimuli.
The pic of the cockpit augments the theme of the poem
Good! We tend to be selfish while dealing with our loved ones, we hurt them, sometimes deliberately, " because I'm unable to pacify, My cortex, drenched in stimuli.".. profoundly analytical.5*
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6/7/2025 6:55:37 PM # 1.0.0
3) and the marvellous caption