Messy Page
A Poem
I’ve been writing some poems of late, they seem to be the only way I can write when in distress, unable to put myself into coherent words that form sentences and paragraphs. Alhamdulillah, it feels like things are now starting to ease up and I find myself yearning to write more in depth, to dive into something, to write more than a poem. There is nothing wrong with a poem, but for me, espeically in times of uncertainty and pain, they are the only thing I can write. Maybe my next post will be an essay, Inshallah.
Writing this poem brought me a lot of comfort. I don’t know why - but I can tell you this - often I find myself in overwhem, overstimulated, unable to actually release the things in my brain because it is so chaotic and I can’t make sense of it. This is my ADHD at its prime, but also the circumstances that have colored it into a bigger mess. I think this just helped me step away from everything and just recognize the chaos as chaos, rather than something being wrong with me.
this messy page scattered with my thoughts emotions dabbed in colorful hues this messy page my brain so full of chaotic words spashing in paint smacking against my skull leaving imprints of their souls this messy page makes no sense so many threads connecting a complex web woven together aches of too much all at once and this messy page is close to tearing apart. thoughts moments words ideas smashing together, crashing, too much, overdrive this messy page beautiful chaos if only it would pause for a moment if only


Wishing the best for you sister, and some rest from messy pages 🫂🫂 lovely poem