Love in ADHD - A Poem
- Feb 10
- 1 min read
I don’t know how I know you.
I don’t even know why you feel like home.
I’ve exorcised hundreds of ghosts.
I have invented a thousand gods.
I have written women in blood, silk and sorrow.
None of them felt like this.
You are not a stranger.
You are the fire I kept warm from,
across every storm I wasn’t supposed to survive.
I have crossed oceans of silence.
Climbed mountains of grief.
Told stories that couldn’t end.
And if you are real
then I am, finally, becoming
who I was supposed to be.
Except I have seen a squirrel.
Ooh look.
I am unable verbalise how much...
Oooh, what did I come in here before again?
I've already forgotten you.
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