From the depths of my “stuff” circa 2002. Here’s a glimpse of 16 year old me… Untitled. This plant is just a seed and It won’t grow at all water’s what it needs stream, river, waterfall While it looks it will drown… by the brook it will frown… it knows not know where to go… Read More Teenage poet … did you know it?
Tiny star A part of me A moment one Barely be Surrounded by Established tree Questioning The final “see” Goodbyes unsaid Barely hello I would have said You’re loved, ya know? Until the time When breath slows down I’ll hold my heart Up to the sound You’ll know it’s me I’ll never slow I wish… Read More Tiny star
The epitome of neutral. The siphoning of hues. Losing all ink. -Yet covered in blues. Flooded with paper And covered in chalk Coughing on excess Still able to talk Words trapped in symphonies Logic astray Sense makes no sense to me All fades away…. If i could If I could… Today would be That day… Read More Toast, crackers, and Sea foam green
You read that correctly. It’s true. In the dark of night, is when it comes out to play… My night owl. During the day, it naps. It naps so hard, you might think it’s comatose. It wears sunglasses. Just in case…. It knows….oh it KNOWS! So very much. The thing is, it doesn’t want the… Read More My night owl can solve equations…what can yours do?
Too good to be seen Too smart to be mean Too quiet to make noise Too nice sharing toys Too seen Always good Never mean if she would No noise Quiet down Her noise Dropped down D tune Let it rest Far soon But the best Deep down Weighted vest No one knows It’s her… Read More Dropped D
She sits alone, with them nearby Muted screams, diluted by Her grades get by What’s needed-Why? She passes fine No questions asked, continuing along the path She stops again, but leaves it last They seem to think she’s passed the test Not knowing if she’s read……at best As time goes by, she questions…why? The tests… Read More Study me.
She sits alone Tapping her shoe The quiet noise That no knew No one knows A thing about her They think they do But they doubt her Masking her fidget Squirming subtle Silent contents Inner struggle A slight smile Loss of thought Such a trial! And still not caught… And yet again She taps her… Read More Quiet. Noise.
Patiently impatient Pacing back and forth Sneakers tapping the pavement Silent knock on the door Swollen lips Bit down to bloody bits Finger tips Calloused from lack of quit Reaching for water Driven by madness Preventable thirst Alone surround by it They don’t know Never will This secret, this pill I can’t swallow beyond the… Read More An ode to my ever so demanding anxiety…
Ugh. I can’t think of any other way to start this post. If you have ADHD you most likely understand from the title alone…. We break stuff. A lot. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. That stupid bull; it never sits still. There’s always something to break. There’s always something to question, challenge, move on from… Once one… Read More ADHD: the “bull” in the China shop
Bare with me. You’re probably reading this title thinking, “what the hell is she talking about? My anxiety disorder has brought me nothing but misery, crippling fear (that no one seems to understand), and disappointment in my life. An AWARD??! NO.” You are right…kind of. Speaking as someone who knows all too well the insecurity,… Read More Anxiety: the underdog in the award show of life. (Wait, what?!)