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Colm Oct 2018
Tear me away from this society
From this company
From these smiles that are not mine
And will not keep

Give me a flower
Give me a tree
A shining steeple that grows till death
And shimmers in the sun
Stedily, radiantly
At the end of all focus
Kasey Wheeler Oct 2018
Wall to wall and ceiling to floor
They bounce and shake their sheltered home
My thoughts whirl in a whirlwind of smoke

One after the other, there they go
Chasing after one another innocently
My mind enjoys the play of tag

One moment its thinking of this
Another of thinking of that
My A.D.D. Is getting out of hand

Words that are spoken to me
Go over my head
My mind would rather dream instead

Work is a chore for my focus,
It wavers and is forgetful
My mind doesn't care if it is important

Sleeping is pitiful
For the dreams are bursting in
My mind that cannot rest

Getting up is a joke
The midnight dreams want to be relived
My mind is too nice to reject them

A shower takes hours
The water is so nice for a daydream to run wild
My mind gets clouded with the steam

Everyday task gets overwhelming
When my attention runs in the opposite direction
My mind decided to go and wander

A.D.D. Has left me insane
It had given birth to depression and anxiety
My mind is in shambles
Woop, here's my experience with A.D.D. (its not called that anymore, but when I got the diagnosis it was).
Alienpoet Sep 2018
An artist with eyes wide open
sees art spoken
the silence between words and phrases
Illuminates the ideas
within.

They live out thousands of lives
in the confines of one
a commentator, a spectator
yet living and being
and seeing all
no matter how small.

breathing in the darkness and light
meditating on intricacies
Like that of a flower
held by a *****
eternity shivers
Possessed by their grasp
caught between pain and rapture
the pen stains the page with ink
Blessed be the imagination in which they sink
and swim
these poets that are skin
and soul
eyes that travel and unravel
mysteries that we shall never see
places and faces between you and me

The depth of field
and focus of which
can never be seen
the poet is dreamer.
Kira Sep 2018
I'm worried that I'm forgetting your face.
I'm worried that I'm focusing too much on things that don't matter, and too little on the things that do.
I'm worried that you are fading away because I'm forgetting to let go and live.
I'm worried that I am losing memories because I'm too focused on the big picture.

I know that it doesn't really matter.

I know that people slip through the cracks when you are too lazy or too scared to hold on.
I want to remember your face.
I want to fight to experience the little things.
I don't want to let you fade away because I was too scared to let loose.
I want to make memories and paint the big picture.
Karisa Brown Aug 2018
Focus on footsteps
(the feeling
          indirect)   head clouds

Focus on loving each other
Focus on helping each other out
Family inside and out

You dont need your old ****
You Are Enough
You Are Strong
You Are Brave
You Are Intelligent
And plenty of love flows
Effortlessly through you
in All Directions
You are Spirit
You are Light
When I feel lost I have to find ways to shift my focus
I start with really good **** but need reminders thoughout the day
This helps me get away from the head game!
Hannah Christina Aug 2018
Too much, too fast.
Breathless at a stoplight.
change
fast
must
go
I HAVE NO TIME
everything/everything/today/tomorrow
Always with the rushing, barely feeling, barely knowing where I am.

Now there's nothing.

It's a break, slow and stale.
What do I do?
There are four or five things maybe but none feel right and I can't bring myself to move.
I try one thing,
then another.
No drive,
meaning,
purpose,
feeling.
Not even my eyes can focus on anything.
Skipping, blinking, nothing.
Slow.

Give me back the whirlwind, or give me gravelike nothing.
Nothing is right.
I need power to feel and peace to fight or I am already dead.
Please.
I'm trusting You.
Please.
Thanks so much for reading, it means a lot.

Honestly, I'm not feeling much better for the moment.  Things were getting a bit slow this afternoon and the Gravelike paragraph applied for like two hours, but I pulled myself out of it and I'm okay now.  Let's see how long the feeling of well being lasts this time...
Phi Kenzie Aug 2018
My shoulder blades are on fire
but I can’t focus on that right now

The food will be overdone
guests tired of waiting
nothing is ready yet

But I can’t focus
right now

Shove it down
push it back
remember to forget
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
'Later' winks and seduces
so you neglect the 'Now'
Live in the now!
Lyn x
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