Thoughts and Reflections of the Neurodivergent

feelings

  • PTSD

    I wake up in a sweat  To my body, it’s still a threat . Woven throughout the fibers inside  Is where my trauma, my pain  subsides . I scan my body- my head to my feet  I feel hopeless, saddened, beat. I… Continue reading

    PTSD

  • Supporting Role 

    I am his shiny piece of shit  In his world, where I don’t fit  I bend I bow I know I must  Cater to his every lust  More and more he takes from me  While he disregards my pleas  When… Continue reading

  • I tried

    It’s me it’s me, I try, I cry  To his world I must comply  I bend I break I know my fate  I’ve lost myself , it’s now too late  Each morning I awake and  every moment I pray  To… Continue reading

  • Holding Tight

    Why hold tight to the things that smite A bed of nails Reminding me of all the fails All the red flag warnings The deep sobs, the mourning Its never enough Though, I’m not that tough But back to it… Continue reading

  • Is it cancer?

    I get up, I groan I stretch What was that? My neck felt tight. Come to think of if it I was really tired yesterday Guess it wasn’t my period or lack of water at work But what’s that ,… Continue reading

  • Analysis Paralysis

    I fold my tshirts like she told me. Yet it does not fix the whole me. I clean the counters Scrub the sinks Yet I can’t avoid to think. As my list gets smaller, my thoughts grow taller I get… Continue reading

  • Positional Hell

    I wake up. What is it, three am?My body aches in this position. If I roll over and he is facing me, I will have to smell his hot, bad breath. My neck is still and my rage beings to… Continue reading