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ADHD

Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder

ADHD.

A mental disorder

effecting the neurodevelopment 

of kids.

Symptoms appear around 

age 6 to 12.

My brother was young when diagnosed.

Brain developing slower.

He's now only 14,

but acts even younger.

Growing up

I've seen him go through hell.

He can't tell,

but his so called friends

are often the bullies.

The boy who punches

him in the face,

but gets away

because my brother swears

they're just playing.

The nicest little boy I know

is punished, pushed,

and beat 

for something he can not

control.

His head 

isn't some messy bed

to make and clean.

Not a mixed up puzzle 

you can put back together.

It's a town hit by a hurricane.

Maybe a flood.

Some natural disaster. 

He may have to go through

the rest of his life

drowning.

Even the medication

doesn't always help.

Little pills.

Little pills.

His mind kills.

I've seen him cry

at simple jokes because 

all of a sudden reality will hit,

only for a few minutes,

but in that time

every year of his life goes by.

I've seen rain clouds

form in his eyes.

I've heard the words "I hate my life"

fall from in between 

his lips

crashing into the ground.

But no one cares to listen.

If a little boy screams 

but no one is around...

no...

but no one WANTS to listen

is that boy even alive.

Telling himself lies.

He can't defend himself 

and I will not always be able to.

I do not know what 

will happen when he's grown.

He's told me he hates himself.

He wishes he was different.

Teachers often do not see

they can help.

Often turn their backs

at the sign of the attacks.

He has one of the highest IQs 

I've ever seen,

yet his report card 

looks like it has a stutter.

But do not mutter 

the words

freak

or retard.

I will not hesitate

to go to war.

Be aware of me.

Trust the fact that

I won't let you manipulate 

his soft mind.

I will stand tall. 

All 5 foot and 5 inches of myself.

He needs a defender.

I will defend.

To all end

I am here.

I am always here.

Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.

ADHD.

A mental disorder.

Not his end.

Challenge
///// Nightdwellers 'Beginning Line' Challenge (July 1st) ///// Write a splendid darkened piece of literature inspired by this beginning line ‘EYES OF BLUE FILLED WITH LUST’… Tag it #nightdwellers #beginningline. I look forward to reading all your scrawls… could be a raunchy bunch, this...
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Sealed with a Kiss

Eyes of blue filled with lust.

Pink tinted lips.

Mouth filled with sin.

This is a must.

Not fun

without risk.

Sin.

Someone will win.

Hair pulling.

Biting.

Eyes of blue always on her.

Ropes of licorice,

almost as sweet as her,

wrapped around wrists.

Hands balled in fists.

Sealing everything with a kiss.

Eyes of blue filled with lust.

This is always a must.

Moans and screams 

fill the cold air.

Nail marks

bite marks.

Hickeys 

This is never a quicky. 

Lick me.

Bite me.

Control me.

Dominate.

Submiss.

This is bliss.

Please just one more kiss.

#nightdwellers  #beginningline 

Challenge
Death impersonated pays you a visit. How do you greet him/her? Poetry or prose, 100 words max. Tag me.
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Pettypoet in Poetry & Free Verse

Old friend

I apologize for not visiting.

I didn't have time to visit.

The 4 year relationship ended.

Depression found out 

I was cheating on him

with Proloft.

Proloft made him leave me alone.

Sometimes he comes back. He hasn't 

in a while.

Still leaves marks.

Never enough to see you though.

I'm sorry.

I've missed you.

Proloft left.

Said I could do okay on my own.

Depression is back. He won't 

leave me alone.

I need my friend back. Stay for 

just a few.

Someone will pick me up soon.

I wanna stay with you.

Can I just stay??

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Pettypoet

25 Things I Wish I could Tell You, but can’t...or won’t.

1. I'll always remember you. 

2. I'm terrified of having to speak at your funeral.

3. I still have your huge box of Legos.

4. I think you'd like to know that a Lego can withstand 950 pounds of pressure before beginning to misshape.

5. My hands feel like 950 pounds every time I hold one.

6. My heart is the misshapen Lego.

7. You are...were...such a young kid.

8. I loved you.

9. I hate Legos but for you'd I'd build Lego rockets to a Lego moon...or death star...and watch it crash.

10. I'd build it again and again.

11. I miss your sarcastic, not funny, humor. For 13 you had such an attitude.

12. Your twin is no longer a mirror image. For he can't look in a mirror. Everytime it's as if he sees a ghost.

13. I think he sees your ghost.

14. Every now and then I see him steal a look. Seeing your face in the pooling glass one more time. Smiling as if you two shared a joke.

15. Why the fuck did you have to go?

16. I always felt like a crappy sister.

17. I'm sorry.

18. I need you.

19. You're our missing Lego piece. I can't go on without seeing that dorky grin.

20. I'm terrified that this will happen. The doctor will come out of the hospital room. 

21. We all will know.

22. That a bright star burned out.

23. If it happens...I'll speak this poem at your funeral.

24. I'm a Lego piece. 

25. This moment is 1,000 pounds of pressure.

Challenge
Write about your worst fear. Something that runs chills down your spine, stops your heart or accelerates it, makes you tremble in fear or just freezes your body and mind. Poetry preferred but prose is acceptable too.
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Pettypoet in Stream of Consciousness

Stop screaming.

Please.

I'm bleeding, you're screeching.

Drip drip.

Hit.

I'm not good enough 

for godly you.

I don't know what to do.

I'm just a cuff link,

an accessory.

No special bond between 

daughter and father.

Not dad. Never dad.

Please..

I can't hear the screaming.

Challenge
Write a poem with the words "words are not enough" no word limit. No rules but to have fun.
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Pettypoet in Poetry & Free Verse

Words are not enough anymore.

Can't cover bruises

and black eyes

with apologies.

They don't make good concealer.

My smile though...

Oh damn...to the world,

it's top shelf makeup.

Cover up.

No one knows.

No clue.

No thought goes by.

"What happened to your lip?"

I fell while jogging.

Damn concrete.

Fists like concrete.

Words like knifes.

I can't tell which is worse anymore.

Words are not enough.

I'm not enough.

Enough isn't enough.

Words are not enough. 

You are not enough.

This isn't my enough.

Challenge
What is the most terrifying two sentence horror story you can think of?
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Pettypoet in Horror & Thriller

He stole the poor girls heart.

It now sits in the back of his freazer.

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #29: Write a piece of micropoetry consisting entirely of onomatopoeia/alliteration on humanity or inhumanity. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Pettypoet

Fragile Lies

Fragile feathers flying.

Forever falling fearfully,

or fearful.

Lost in lucid motion.

Humanity.

Honest host.

Shhh. Simple lies slyly slipping.

Inhumanity.

Inching into existence eternally.

Slowly slipping slumber.

Eventually extinction.