Truce

Struggling with depression.

Back and forth

My mind goes

Unable to focus

On anything.

As if

ADHD has swallowed me

Whole

Clothes and all.

Jumping

From site to site

Seeing but blind

To the web page

Before me.

My mind

A huge etch-a-sketch

Constantly shaken

In all directions

By invisible hands.

Just want it

To stop

For a few hours.

Enabling me

A grace period

For my body and soul

To concentrate

On one thing.

Life

Without depression.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i too like the etch-a-sketch reference...

just to have a moment of peace, of quiet, of focus one thing...

really well written...

[therisa]

Thank you, Jacob, these comments mean a lot coming from you.

[MomzillaNC]

A well penned not on the daily struggle. I especially like the imagery of the Etch-A-Sketch.

[therisa]

Thank you, Momzilla. Have used that line before, in other poems.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[Lyn Anderson]

What a spot on poem. This is just great. I especially love the line "etch a stretch".

[therisa]

Thank you, KL. Right now, am experiencing my darkest days of the year, next to Canada Day.

[Lyn Anderson]

My thoughts and prayers are with you.

[therisa]

Thank you, KL. Not looking forward to November 15th, and the visit to my dad's gravesite. I hope, I don't meet with my mom.