#absentminded - Hello Poetry

The world moves around me fast, Alone I sit still, Breathing slower and slower. Thoughts are silent like an empty road. I am here physically, But I seem to be lost. I seem to move, But in my mind, I am frozen. I don't feel "normal," I don't feel anything at all. The emotions ate me inside until there was nothing left, Now I am a hollow shell. I want to cry, but I can't, I want to scream, but I won't. Neither sad nor happy. Just in between.

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Feb 26

Feb 26, 2026 at 10:56 AM UTC

-SN-

In Between

The world moves around me fast, Alone I sit still, Breathing slower and slower. Thoughts are silent like an empty road. I am here physically, But I seem to be lost. I seem to move, But in my mind, I am frozen. I don't feel "normal," I don't feel anything at all. The emotions ate me inside until there was nothing left, Now I am a hollow shell. I want to cry, but I can't, I want to scream, but I won't. Neither sad nor happy. Just in between.

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It is irritating beyond belief That you have absolutely no control Over what you can remember And what you can forget Especially if you are autistic I want to remember so many things Essential tasks, passwords, birthdays I want to forget so many things People, mistakes, failures However, Fate works in mysterious ways Most of the time, it so happens That you forget what you want to remember And remember what you want to forget In the past, I have been guilty Of losing a number of things Calculators, earphones, pen drives I have been equally guilty Of forgetting as many things Essential tasks, passwords, important dates However, over the last few years I have made some progress I am much less forgetful Than I used to be Because I make notes in my diary And set up reminders on my phone However, as mentioned before Fate works in mysterious ways Especially if you are autistic Just as I thought That I had established some control Over what I can remember I have started forgetting again And this time, there is no turning back

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Jan 16, 2022

Jan 16, 2022 at 4:01 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

Poem About Forgetting Things

It is irritating beyond belief That you have absolutely no control Over what you can remember And what you can forget Especially if you are autistic I want to remember so many things Essential tasks, passwords, birthdays I want to forget so many things People, mistakes, failures However, Fate works in mysterious ways Most of the time, it so happens That you forget what you want to remember And remember what you want to forget In the past, I have been guilty Of losing a number of things Calculators, earphones, pen drives I have been equally guilty Of forgetting as many things Essential tasks, passwords, important dates However, over the last few years I have made some progress I am much less forgetful Than I used to be Because I make notes in my diary And set up reminders on my phone However, as mentioned before Fate works in mysterious ways Especially if you are autistic Just as I thought That I had established some control Over what I can remember I have started forgetting again And this time, there is no turning back

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Question Shame eyes overted sudden noise Buzzing in the back of the brain The hook is left hanging submerged in the water Fogging the thoughts until they disappear Words ran away at a thought of being spoken Thoughts those complex layers of Experience feelings impulses values So much insight and potential Running out the door Atom by atom splitting hanging in the air above Spoken sounds are escaping the tongue Oh what a torture to be at a mercy of Limitations Unknowing and lost in the bubble with only self And the gaping hole of loneliness And everything unsaid Through acceptance i find my way To only that within the grasp The truth begging to be said When in no doubt Or finding dignified peace in silence

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Sep 1, 2016

Sep 1, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC

l-seagull

Embracing silence

Question Shame eyes overted sudden noise Buzzing in the back of the brain The hook is left hanging submerged in the water Fogging the thoughts until they disappear Words ran away at a thought of being spoken Thoughts those complex layers of Experience feelings impulses values So much insight and potential Running out the door Atom by atom splitting hanging in the air above Spoken sounds are escaping the tongue Oh what a torture to be at a mercy of Limitations Unknowing and lost in the bubble with only self And the gaping hole of loneliness And everything unsaid Through acceptance i find my way To only that within the grasp The truth begging to be said When in no doubt Or finding dignified peace in silence

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It distresses me: I just can't think straight these days. But one thing I know— I am alright without you, And that comforts me.

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Dec 3, 2015

Dec 3, 2015 at 11:32 PM UTC

ashley-somebody

Distress

It distresses me: I just can't think straight these days. But one thing I know— I am alright without you, And that comforts me.

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I like to sit and think About all that is All that was All that could be. My mind wanders through all possibilities As though they were endless, endless fields of wildflowers. I take a brief stop. Soaking up the sunshine of hope dancing to the beat of your heart, the winds of change blow. We've lived a thousand lives lost in a sea of daydream delights neither here nor there but everywhere no single meaning to this thing called life.

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Jun 23, 2015

Jun 23, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC

mavis-mayhem

daydream delights

I like to sit and think About all that is All that was All that could be. My mind wanders through all possibilities As though they were endless, endless fields of wildflowers. I take a brief stop. Soaking up the sunshine of hope dancing to the beat of your heart, the winds of change blow. We've lived a thousand lives lost in a sea of daydream delights neither here nor there but everywhere no single meaning to this thing called life.

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