Racing Thoughts
A Poem about Neurodivergence
I really wanted to paint a portrait of the way that it feels when I'm spiraling out of control due to my ADHD or my depression. As much as I adore words, they just weren't quite powerful enough to capture the emotions on their own, so I decided to take it one step further.
The best way I could imagine to do so was with concrete poetry (also called "shape poetry"). The shape I chose is a simple spiral to emphasize how intrusive and racing thoughts often circle back on themselves. I will transcribe the poem below for those who use screen readers and other accessibility devices.
Racing Thoughts
When people talk
About their thoughts
Racing
Does that mean
There will be a winner?
My thoughts
Mostly
Just run in circles
Chasing each other
Down the drain
In the dark.
Do you think
The darkness
Ever wishes
It could be
The light?
I think it might.
What a drain
That would be
Right?
Constantly wishing
You could be
Something you aren't
Just because
What you are
Is the loser
Of the popularity contest.
Or should I say
Race?
About the Creator
Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist
I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. Then, I went crazy and started a cult called metAlchemy, or meta alchemy. I revere energy of all brands, esp. good, kind chaos.
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