Adhd Poem by Thomas McKelvey

the alarm goes off
have I been asleep?
it doesn't feel like it
my body aches and
my head is full of whirlpools
undertow, pulling me down
with all the unresolved
things in my dreams or
we're they nightmares?
what's the difference?
all I know is I'm already
late, thinking about my
dream-mares for too long
trying to shut off the alarm
on my phone while the alarm
in my mind is still going
making me sick at the thought
of going to work, yeah, I know
something bad is going to happen
I don't know how I know but I know
and so I go to the bathroom and see my face in the mirror, wondering why I look so tired
and I see the tub needs to be cleaned, but I don't have time, so I stop cleaning it and wash my face instead knowing what it feels like to drown
then I'm rushing downstairs looking for my keys or my phone or my whatever oh my look at the time, I have to pack my lunch and there's a place I want to try this weekend for lunch, if you say yes to the date, but I'm really anxious and I don't think I can go out this weekend if I can't even find the courage to eat in public, let alone with you, you're too good looking for me, so I look at the mirror again before I go out the door and drive to work, and the traffic is too triggering and all the noise in my head won't shut off as I pull in to work, and my boss is a dick and the new girl is so pretty but she's not interested so I just go home after I'm done, it was all a whirlwind, and I'm blown away by how quickly all the things I can't get done have piled up but I'll just have to do it tomorrow, so I crawl into bed and lie there with everything happening at once while I close my eyes but I can't sleep, and the alarm is going off again.