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The Secret World of Go, Go, Go

An ADHD experience.

By Bree BeadmanPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

It’s red they say,

And we all know,

It is the colour of go, go, go.

What go you ask?

Yes, go says me.

It’s so my go can go run free.

It’s not for you,

But I must run,

My running go is just not fun.

My go you see,

Takes so much time,

So how can I begin to rhyme?

Though it is hard,

My time with go,

Has taught me how to slow, slow, slow.

Not in my head,

Not in my mind,

But outward most of all you’ll find

A life lived with

ADHD

If far too fast for you to see.

So I slow down

I must keep pace

So you can see me walk my race.

But then my go

It goes you see

It flies so far away from me.

Blue like the sky

And cold of air

It’s like I am no longer there.

My mind goes blank

No thoughts at all

Through cracks the world around does fall.

Sometimes it goes

The other way

From here to there, no thought at bay.

My thoughts do flit

From side to side

No focus, it’s a crazy ride.

Both red and blue

Much you don’t see

The conflicts deep inside of me.

surreal poetry

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