Aleksander Dovganyuk-Krym
Hi there! I'm a boy from Poland, originally from Belarus. Living life to the fullest despite a rare genetic condition. Fluent in Polish, Ukrainian, Belarusian, Russian, German, and English. I have a passion for ballroom dance and dance in general, enjoy football and chess, and love exploring new places through travel.
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[Through Their Eyes] The voice in my room
Introduction Through Their Eyes brings you inside the minds of young people battling mental health challenges. These aren’t just poems – they’re raw truths straight from children and families who rarely get heard. Each piece comes from sitting with them and their families, listening to their stories, and crafting their experiences into verse. After each poem, you’ll find a breakdown of what these young people are up against. This piece – both the poem and everything around it – keeps things real and unpolished. As a young person myself, I believe mental health deserves raw honesty, not just in the stories these children share, but in how we talk about…
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Mind under pressure
Introduction: This is a poem I wrote earlier today at school, inspired by a conversation I had with an American family friend (Blair) about my autistic experience. For now, this will be my last poem on the subject of autism. I want to write poems on other mental health-related subjects, inspired by meeting one of my cousins while my dad was in the hospital. As an update for those who are curious, he got home earlier today. My cousin has cerebral palsy, and I learned how she’s excluded simply because of her differences, not because she isn’t enjoyable to be with or anything like that. I know because I have…
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My different world
I live in a world of strong senses,where everyday things feel extreme.Fluorescent lights flash like disco balls,whispers turn to loud screams. Thoughts swirl in twisting patterns:ComplexConnectedSometimes too much Talking: a puzzle with missing piecesWords mix up, answers hideMy tongue ties in knotsMeaning stays locked inside Being social: a dance I can’t followSteps I try to learn, beats I can’t feelWhile others move easilyI stumble and sometimes fall Feelings come in big waves:Joy – bright colors burstingSadness – deep blue all aroundWorry – always humming in the background Routines keep me steadySame things make me feel safeWhen sudden changes comeI look for a familiar place My body moves in its own…
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Recent lack of responses
This is something that was intended to be shared several times already the past few weeks, but it hasn’t happened until now. As a result, it might seem that my siblings and myself aren’t responding to the comments we have received on this blog and over on Sleepless Whispers. Yesterday, our dad has undergone brain surgery. This to treat his craniopharyngioma, which is a rare non-cancerous brain tumor. Non-cancerous only means that it doesn’t spread or invade other nearby tissue or other parts of the body. However, the brain tumor does grow. In fact, a craniopharyngioma is believed to develop before birth, during or shortly after the fetus stage of…
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When a girl loves you
My girlfriend asked me to write a poem inspired by her, which I did. However, I wanted something unexpected, so this is what I came up with. Hopefully, anyone reading it will like it as much as she did. My poem: The sun peeks out and the birds start to sing,she writes your name on her notebook with care.Her heart goes boom-boom like it’s tied to a string,she thinks about you and it’s like you are there.The world is still sleepy, all quiet and slow,but she’s wide awake with a face all aglow. She sees you in raindrops that splash on her nose,in the waves at the beach where she…
