Poetry Blogs (adhd)

Rest time at bed time is not always the best time 

When I can't sleep.. they say to count sheep 

But my sheep don't help me  they keep me awake 

My eyes scared to close incase my soul they take 

I know it's an exercise to rest one's mind

My sheep in my head are not very kind 

I try to count them jump as they say 

Some of them run in the opposite way 

Some are...

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50 minit lessons secondary school college
50 minutes to pass on your knowledge
Lesson plan organised for class ..a plan is wishful thinking
Some brains expanding ..others shrinking
When your plan doesnt go to plan
Some understand more than others can
I take it that was not in your plan
One boy has only written out the date
Forgotten equipment and turned up late
You assume his rebellion an...

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to be controlled
like really controlled
no exeption the effort
my life you hold

I yes Me
as it stands
to be confined in the palms of your hands

My talents and gifts
do they not matter
as you clench your fists
my soul does shatter

so why did you send me down
I ask
to disguise my beauty
behind this mask

a delicate flower
 the Art god mastered
hardened cemented
pebble dashed and pla...

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Beige walls stand empty where original artworks once hung
A woman, beyond her years in mind and body, sits at her desk
Staring at a screen that, despite vast knowledge at her fingertips
Is empty
The cloud of cognizance that enveloped her has cleared
Ridiculed by those she trusted
"Over medicated"
No more pills
No more gange
Nothing to help control the demons within her mind
There is no feeling o...

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Your Skype signed in again
It’s so tempting to call you
There’s a voice screaming at me to just
Pick up the phone
Just pick up the phone
Against every urge
I’m silent, all except these prose
I must stay silent
Must wait
Wait for what?
For the message, the text, the phone call
Another voice tells me
That will never happen
Selfishly, I want you to miss me
I want to make you miss me
Ma...

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With each and every prose I think of new things to outpour onto this page. Ideas and feelings flow through me, conflicting, and most of the time I am ok.

I've been sober since then; nothing helps this anymore. Every day starts out slow, in a haze, then I feel ok and content and myself for a few hours. Once noon rolls around, my heart hurts, my stomach turns, my head spins, and I leave class to ...

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Cast Aside

A woman cries for now she knows

Her love is unconditional

Weeping at the empty kitchen table

One, two, three in the morning

None are awake but her

Right hand reaches out to air

She wails

“There was no choice to make!”

Yet she always knew, in some way

Either too much to handle

Or not enough

But always cast aside

Anger will not manifest

Her l...

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I woke up this morning a bit confused

ready to go to the kitchen and swallow my pills

They help my mind get straight

if I don't take them by eight

it's too late

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I look at the clock OH NO I over slept

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My thoughts start to gather and circle my room

I try to grab one but it escapes me

Words start to play bumper cars in my head

soon it feels like lead

my mar...

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