Part Of Me

Part of my struggles with Learning Disabilities. The outshoot, of an ongoing conversation between Momzilla and I.

Can feel my mind

Racing away

Without any sense

Of direction.

 

 

As I struggle

To find the right words

Which others will understand

What I face

On a daily basis.

 

 

I see

Your words

Before me.

 

 

But nothing

Makes sense

Of what I view.

 

 

As if

You're writing

In Hieroglyphics

With no Rosetta Stone

Available to me

For translation.

 

 

My frustration mounts

With each repeated reading

I need to do.

 

 

In grasping

The simplest of things

Before me.

 

 

Never mind

If I have to listen

To someone speak.

 

 

In having them

To repeatedly

Say it

Over and over

Again.

 

 

Can hear

Your mounting frustration

Over my inability

To get things

On the first try.

 

 

As you disbelieve

My answer

In explaining

My learning disabilities.

 

 

Not

As an excuse

But a reason.

Author's Note

Originally written, October 16, 2014.