aiminist - Hello Poetry

My mind feels As though it Flickers. “Tick, Tic, Ti, T.” To experience ADD is to have your brain Switch between Six different channels, Six different themes. It will always feel like you are Rocketing between things. In the span of a second, Your mind will explore the dying children In Mozambique. In the next ponder, Your mind indulges in the roleplay of Naruto and the pink-haired chick. I have no power over Who dances in my play. I know they bring flames, But I’m uncertain as to Who is managing the stage. I am the director of this show, yet I was banned to say. The show has no ending, no beginning, My life didn't come with instructions. So I ****** it up and just lived with it. In the moments that I daydream, I always force myself to be in the present. In fear that the world will think I'm too dumb or complacent. But that's just how my brain works. Ten seconds gone, I am travelling across the pool. A red bruise on my lips and A crack on my tooth. I ask myself again, Then and there, How and when Did I get this bruise? It can be such a disadvantage, It can be such a gift. To be wholesome in a way, But to also lack the basics. I feel like I’m constantly living between The two binary opposites. As regulating emotions can become a huge problem I may have creativity and the sway, But I'm also managing my impulsivity every day. Do you know Why I zone out And lose focus? My world inside Can just be too chaotic. But trust that I'm working on it. Regardless, I know this faucet will flow seamlessly And being more aware of this condition Will only help me manage it. So what have I to lose, In the midst of this plight? I’ve been writing a lot of poetry, Haven’t I? AOA

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Dec 19, 2018

Dec 19, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC

My Traveling Mind

My mind feels As though it Flickers. “Tick, Tic, Ti, T.” To experience ADD is to have your brain Switch between Six different channels, Six different themes. It will always feel like you are Rocketing between things. In the span of a second, Your mind will explore the dying children In Mozambique. In the next ponder, Your mind indulges in the roleplay of Naruto and the pink-haired chick. I have no power over Who dances in my play. I know they bring flames, But I’m uncertain as to Who is managing the stage. I am the director of this show, yet I was banned to say. The show has no ending, no beginning, My life didn't come with instructions. So I ****** it up and just lived with it. In the moments that I daydream, I always force myself to be in the present. In fear that the world will think I'm too dumb or complacent. But that's just how my brain works. Ten seconds gone, I am travelling across the pool. A red bruise on my lips and A crack on my tooth. I ask myself again, Then and there, How and when Did I get this bruise? It can be such a disadvantage, It can be such a gift. To be wholesome in a way, But to also lack the basics. I feel like I’m constantly living between The two binary opposites. As regulating emotions can become a huge problem I may have creativity and the sway, But I'm also managing my impulsivity every day. Do you know Why I zone out And lose focus? My world inside Can just be too chaotic. But trust that I'm working on it. Regardless, I know this faucet will flow seamlessly And being more aware of this condition Will only help me manage it. So what have I to lose, In the midst of this plight? I’ve been writing a lot of poetry, Haven’t I? AOA

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To all the friends that I have helped, The only wish I have Is to do it again and again. When my life marked no purpose, When I was so lost and halfway broken, You were never not there to ignite my days With your pack of cigarettes and your care To remind me that my life is more Than what my depression tells. How can I ever repay the comrades Whose role in my life Was to save me from My own fall? Have I done enough for them? Have I returned the favour At all? Thank you saving me, When I couldn't be My own saviour. AOA

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Dec 19, 2018

Dec 19, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC

My Own Fall

To all the friends that I have helped, The only wish I have Is to do it again and again. When my life marked no purpose, When I was so lost and halfway broken, You were never not there to ignite my days With your pack of cigarettes and your care To remind me that my life is more Than what my depression tells. How can I ever repay the comrades Whose role in my life Was to save me from My own fall? Have I done enough for them? Have I returned the favour At all? Thank you saving me, When I couldn't be My own saviour. AOA

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Have patience in me I can be good Believe me Most days I struggle To find purple from the green Most days I struggle To peep away From the screen I can be Impulsive Obsessively pursuing My interests. I can be So immersed In the wonders Of the craziest. I am sorry For always choosing Decadence. When my mind Is challenged, I tend to be more careless. I apologize If my ponders Are your troubles I apologize If my dreams Cost you hours I realize I have been me Apologetically. It’s reached a point Where I need to Set my own bounty. At the grander Scheme Of things, I believe, I own the right To be, whoever I Resonate To be(!) So ultimately, You can choose to stay Or leave. And Honestly, Neither choice will bother me. (Anymore)

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Dec 12, 2018

Dec 12, 2018 at 5:44 AM UTC

Patience

Have patience in me I can be good Believe me Most days I struggle To find purple from the green Most days I struggle To peep away From the screen I can be Impulsive Obsessively pursuing My interests. I can be So immersed In the wonders Of the craziest. I am sorry For always choosing Decadence. When my mind Is challenged, I tend to be more careless. I apologize If my ponders Are your troubles I apologize If my dreams Cost you hours I realize I have been me Apologetically. It’s reached a point Where I need to Set my own bounty. At the grander Scheme Of things, I believe, I own the right To be, whoever I Resonate To be(!) So ultimately, You can choose to stay Or leave. And Honestly, Neither choice will bother me. (Anymore)

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