people won't read signs handed to them on a platter made of silver, or gold it will never really matter look straight through them, draw the curtain look at what doesn't matter but they still want an explanation refuse to see the signal that I have on my blinker plow through the path ignore the hook, line, and sinker refuse to see the lead ballerina center front on the stage look to the background dancers for the story but won't turn the page so many signs strewn through in plain sight look in corners and nooks but never towards the light
splinter
ask for something to write with get handed a pencil ask why it's not a pen, but can't just be thankful hand them a pencil why isn't there an eraser? ask why it isn't sharp it turned me into a pacer don't see the chips, cracks, and flaws ask why it gave them a splinter don't smooth the shards and don't ask for another but never mind that, they wouldn't get one anyways. I gave away my last pencil hoping someone would smooth the frays
My First Blog Post
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.
ā Oscar Wilde.
This is the first post on my new blog. Iām just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.
however
thoughts mostly keep them to myself too strange, wouldn't be comprehensible however- sometimes they come flowing out gushing, rushing, fleeting after they are said, on to the next. I end up explaining my ADHD but I don't care because they never spoke before and never will again, not near me I am made the outcast every. time. just like in the past.
thank you to my 2 readers! I never really thought anyone would ever find this, much less check multiple times to see my work š it means so much to me, thank you!
invade
dreams a wonderful thing until they invade reality reality a wonderful thing until it invades a dream
Autumn
i feel emptiness in my chest a hole that can't be filled after i lost her
puzzled heart
i feel useless like i'm a burden am i wrong? hurting puzzled heart confused brain they stopped communicating now i can't explain my pain
Maria
Maybe she'll learn to accept others' faults and let us live our lives or not. After all it seems to her that our lives are hers Right at the end of the line she follows us to the final conclusion I'm nearing the promontory might have to jump off just to escape her At my wits end take a deep breath one foot off the cliff then...
unavoidable
"you're being different just to stand out you aren't quirky get over yourself" they ignore your cry for help and say that you are looking for attention they will never know or feel or hear the pain in your brain what they ignore is how you want to be like them not surreal how you wish to blend in and not stick out you can't help what makes you you not like others it's unavoidable try not to listen find a way out of your head. a prison unescapable ridden with disease adhd anxiety you will find a way out. no matter what. no matter which way don't fall prey to the demons in your head
embers in a hurricane
I am alone
flowing around
the embers
of my mind
they dot the dark sky
moved by the winds
of memories
a single moment of
serenity
in a world made of shadows
they glow like fireflies
but hurricanes
will take
away
their glow
A Preface To Stupidity
I write poetry to express how I am feeling. I see a therapist, but I only see her every 2 weeks, and many breakdowns can happen in 2 weeks. So not all of my poetry rhymes, some are really long, some are really short, and some are stupid. But I’m trying to raise my self confidence, and not care what other people think, so I will post ALL of my poetry that I write and complete. š
verses from a bisexual aries 