Standstill, Cannot Reach

Part 1: ADHD

Standstill, Cannot Reach

You, I've always despised:

My shaking legs, unsupervised.

My pacing feet, unknown to my mind.

I can't relax, I can't unwind.

Always on the move,

Like the prey in the chase,

My nerves are the predators,

They give me no space.

I've always wanted to chill out,

A luxury unknown to me.

As there is always a disturbance,

I will never truly be free.

The Standstill,

Foreign in my tiring life,

I've always been on the move,

But in my body: strife.

I wish to eventually understand,

The complexities of stillness.

It appears to be alluring.

Will I ever truly know this?

Or will I stay cursed with discomfort,

An unattainable content,

Though forever at my grasp,

I'm always left to lament.

Forever, unbalanced,

Perpetually, never at ease.

I wish to someday embrace the Standstill,

And obtain a modicum of tranquility.