Overactive Mind

Ridiculed by the shadows of my past,

Trapped in the web of my over active mind,

Paralyzed and humiliated by the anxieties of the world around me,

I feel judged, lonely, useless and restless.

Wishing for a cue that I am understood,

Hoping for ways to express my feelings and thoughts,

I feel like I can trudge no further,

As the weight of my body drags me down.

I feel the need for support but my spirit pushes me away,

Threatened by my differences and ignorance of society,

I want to dig a hole and hide forever,

Despairs found both in my past and will be future.

Perhaps this is a call for help,

Maybe a support group will hear my cries,

One can only hope as I have held on long enough,

I take one day at a time but I don’t feel so tough.

I may have said a thousand words,

But even if one is heard

My life can take a better turn

And give me hope for a new beginning.