I’ve always had so many words coursing through my brain that I didn’t know what to do with them. Stream of thought poetry was a way to try and release the tension, angst, humility, shame, guilt, love, joy and every other emotion I felt or tried to feel. I didn’t know back then that words would be my savior, I didn’t know back then that my brain was wired funny or that sometimes I didn’t feel my own emotions but I felt the ones of the people around me instead. There were no diagnoses no friends that I could truly confide in and no one that I thought would understand. So I just let the numerous journals (both offline and on) absorb my words. Sometimes I even tried to rhyme. Let me know what you think. Or feel free to share some of your own
*Authors note* None of these have been altered in any way shape or form. I will not apologize for spelling or bad lingo of my back in the day posts.