Oh, the things I'd do if my mind worked like yours.
I'd learn something new and shoot for the stars.
While I'm capable in my own right to go out and seek them,
I can't find it in me to reach out and complete them.
And as you speak their language, so fully and wholly,
I can't seem to find what I left barely glowing.
And I know what I am is a lost language spoken,
I can't help but wonder for the sparkling and broken.
06/24/21
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ADHD Dribblings: Poems & Thoughts From A Mind Lost In Motion
PoésieA collection of poems dealing with love, loss, PTSD, disability, ADHD, addiction, depression, suicide ideation, eating disorders, women's rights, processing abuse & trauma, etc. Some are just making intrusive thoughts rhyme, some are just thinking...
