I am chained to myself,
I am always trying to pull away
from myself but never get far.

Anxiety is my shadow,
follows me everywhere I go.

Chained to my anxiety,
I am always fighting with myself.

Step forward leads to a backwards
step to avoid the potholes in my life.

Am I moving or is life fooling me
pulling me alone the way?

I'm an anxiety chained fool
being pulled along the way.

Push and shove,
chains and anxiety.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

You used to knock on my door,
you visited me often.

But one day you broke my
boundaries, you broke my
heart and trust.

Slowly I had to show you the door,
my boundaries became important,
you became a burden on my once
happy life.

I realized, I was nothing more
than your doormat.

So, I showed you the door and
I gave you the mat.

That's my boundaries.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

I was born climbing mountains,
the rocks are sharp,
the trees loom in the dark
and wave in the morning,
the river rages down below
my valley, flooding my life
with experiences.

I keep climbing in the rain,
even the snow can't slow
me down.

My life used to be a high place
I fell in love with my life I was
always moving, but a hole began
to form in the earth as I took
notice of its presence,
I started living.

The mountains are my struggles,
the trees are my thoughts, the
river is memories, the flood is
life reaching out for me and
sometimes it seems chaotic,
I have to climb higher than before.

My bruises and scars are testimony
to my climb. Like a book my bruises
and scars wright my story and help
build mountains that I am climbing.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

Upon the surface of the waves
lurks darkness.

Chaos lives within the oceans eyes,
under tow it pulls and tugs on
the devil's leg, biting kicking
scratching, his way is damage strife
and weakness.

He's lurking within the sin of
many a man and women.

The devil doesn't sit unless invited,
Donald Trump got a mirror and sat
in front of it and called himself
the devil's friend.

He's the devil's reflection, and
there has been many more before
him.

The devil told his victims, don't be
frightened I've come to save you.

I asked him, what do I have to fear
but fear itself Satan?
I don't trust someone that brings
rumors of fear but shows no
evidence of something to fear.
The devil knows nothing but lies,
his mouth is always gapping wide
with flies coming out.

There's no silence for the wicked
but he does silence the victim.

Rambling gambling,
ready for the role,
dicy micy he's chopping the block
with his wicked breath.
Now throw the dice!
For the devil is a gambling man,
he likes the chaos of random chance
and a long grift into flooding poverty.

He'll steal your sanity and replace it
with fear and hate. His lies fester
and fume, eating away at life's core
leaving emptiness where love was
born.

Donald Trump is the devil's reflection,
he loves the devil's salad
the foot lettuce is his favorite
with toe jam dressing.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

The Grimm Reaper said: "The obituaries is my library but your dictator is my lunch. Oh Donnie boi the bones are calling and your soul is weeping over your stone but no one is calling to say fair will. You brought your bombs and hate crimes followed along. You lack intelligence and love, you broke your promises before you made them because you never cared to be a good honest man.

You lack a heart and the brains to follow the strings to emotional relationships with deeper meaning.

You can't even sing or walk up the stairs without leaning and your a creepy humpback lurking in the shadows
reaching for a flag to ****-flag.

There's no doubt which shadow is yours, Mister humpty dumpty hiding between the flag poles. Chunky boi!

Oh Donnie boi the bones are calling and your soul is weeping over your stone but no one is calling to say fair will. You murdered people's faith, and trust with your dishonest jester and behavior, and your musk is a stank no one deserves.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

How to say your ADHD
without saying you are ADHD?

You speak like the wind,
and your mind is on a crazy train
going nowhere fast but you always
hit your destination and
you are surprised you survived.

Weeeee! See yah later.

Don't forget to keep your
hands and feet inside the ride
at all times and fasten your seatbelt.

Destination? ADHD! Yay for me!

Now, where's my keys?

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

Beat, beat, beat,
boom, boom, boom,
to the beat, brains.

Drum roll please!
1
2
3
Brains,
in chains,
heart beats under ruins of loves
damage. Brains!

Zombie heart seeks?
Brains! From past love affairs.

Not revenge, just brains!

Zombie heart, beats undercover,
seeks! Brains!

Ruins, zombie heart a corpse
from a broken heart.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton