Thoughts on ADD

A freeverse about things... Allegedly.

I am A CONSTRUCTor
Devoid of structured thoughts.
The void filled by my CONSTRUCTIVE
Concepts is a complex curvature of space
In Time's discontinued continuum.
Still minds are mine but still mine moves.
My racing mind speeds along broken
Street lines breaking the speed
Of street light barriers during noon.
If I could concentrate I would consciously make
Many an attempt to write something great...
Instead I am unconscious,
Confined to my conscience
That causes me to choose to remain in this
Formless state. Without structure, I construct Destructive descriptions of my demise.
Death is my life's work. Life comes from death
If the LIGHT destroys the darkness.
But then again, I digress.
My metabolic Mind no longer digests
Information - it devours.
It churns away stimuli like ignited spliffs
Of Marijuana in a sauna.
So if I forget what I was saying, o
Or talk of new things and complete
New sentences my sense of syntax
Has not registered yet, then let me not seek
A sedative. Even in sleep the sighs of deep
Sorrows followed by extreme highs
Race side by side through the sheath
Of attention span that stands rather delicate.
I find it odd that I have not been diagnosed
With a disorder of my attention's deficit.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Guru X The Slam Poet]

Its good, gives a lot of insight of what goes through your mind on a daily basis...

[Sibling]

Thank you CON,I'm trying very hard to not think of sumchin random like lemons right now

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Good medicine marijuana is...Good read and write.

[Sibling]

I took a break from the haze,maybe I should go back lol thanks for the review