Poems About Autism Seeking Honest Critique
#Autism
Music Like Venom
Music Like Venom
The first notes
four chords of power
strike clean and true
too loud in my ears
idiot lights ignored
as music like venom
seeps deep in my skin
the silent intoxicant
a supple neurotoxin
as I lay down my mask
and trust my self
to just let go
and dare to dance
knowing no one can see
the masterful disaster
of dyspraxic, chaotic joy
Tchotchkes rattle in time
on the off beat of one
missed two and three
as my socks skim
safer than any skate
on asphalt or ice ...
The first notes
four chords of power
strike clean and true
too loud in my ears
idiot lights ignored
as music like venom
seeps deep in my skin
the silent intoxicant
a supple neurotoxin
as I lay down my mask
and trust my self
to just let go
and dare to dance
knowing no one can see
the masterful disaster
of dyspraxic, chaotic joy
Tchotchkes rattle in time
on the off beat of one
missed two and three
as my socks skim
safer than any skate
on asphalt or ice ...
#Autism
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She Said Anxiety
It’s simple, just another dose
Everyone has it, you can get it done.”
Sadly, easy said by the doctor
Measly minutes, no justice for torture
Everyone has it, you can get it done.”
Sadly, easy said by the doctor
Measly minutes, no justice for torture
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#ignorance #Autism
#ignorance #Autism
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Rocking Chair
Back and forth, I go
I don’t have a rocking chair
Just my autism
I don’t have a rocking chair
Just my autism
#haiku
#MentalHealth
#Autism
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Pill Box Tales
I've been on drugs since I was 9
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where...
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where...
#MentalHealth
#misunderstood
#culture
#Autism
#vulnerability
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Insert Vital Poem Title *Here*
I keep buying these memory pills
But then every morning I forget to take them
Instead I have these little accidental spills
When I spit ill rhymed lines like phlegm
Yuck
And sometimes I don’t like the way it flows
I get away from rhythm and syllable count
I feel it growing, rising, then thar she blows!
Prematurely, it’s a problem I can’t surmount
Where was I?
Oh yeah, remembering to take these meds
Well, they’re more like every day supplements
I keep devising but then I lose my threads
Hence...
But then every morning I forget to take them
Instead I have these little accidental spills
When I spit ill rhymed lines like phlegm
Yuck
And sometimes I don’t like the way it flows
I get away from rhythm and syllable count
I feel it growing, rising, then thar she blows!
Prematurely, it’s a problem I can’t surmount
Where was I?
Oh yeah, remembering to take these meds
Well, they’re more like every day supplements
I keep devising but then I lose my threads
Hence...
#myself
#WritingPoetry
#Autism
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Autism isn't a dirty word
Sometimes I feel as if I'm not playing the same game
There's rules no ones explained to me
If you put me in a situation where I can't escape
I bite my nails, shake my head, avoid your eyes
I can't escape your eyes, seeing everything
You think I'm stupid, It's written all over your face
I'm bad with tone but I've heard yours before
Out of the mouths of the adults in my life their
Fists against the walls by my face screaming at me why can't I be normal
I have forgotten that in this world I'm wrong
Entire organizations color the way my brain is...
There's rules no ones explained to me
If you put me in a situation where I can't escape
I bite my nails, shake my head, avoid your eyes
I can't escape your eyes, seeing everything
You think I'm stupid, It's written all over your face
I'm bad with tone but I've heard yours before
Out of the mouths of the adults in my life their
Fists against the walls by my face screaming at me why can't I be normal
I have forgotten that in this world I'm wrong
Entire organizations color the way my brain is...
#rejection
#heartbroken
#disability
#Autism
#vulnerability
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Little Sick Girl Lessons 2
When I was little I didn't act like other girls my age
I couldn't sit still for long periods of time
I was terribly shy around people I didn't know
Only able to really carry on conversations
About these very specific topics that I knew too much about
Always changing the course of the conversation over and over
I wasn't "right" by the definition of girl
That adults kept holding me to
I was into fishing and camping much more than my brother
I loved carving things up into little figures
But that wasn't what little girls were supposed to like ...
I couldn't sit still for long periods of time
I was terribly shy around people I didn't know
Only able to really carry on conversations
About these very specific topics that I knew too much about
Always changing the course of the conversation over and over
I wasn't "right" by the definition of girl
That adults kept holding me to
I was into fishing and camping much more than my brother
I loved carving things up into little figures
But that wasn't what little girls were supposed to like ...
#childhood
#identity
#memories
#misunderstood
#Autism
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An Echo from the Past and Beautifully Broken
(a double sonnet)
He is a young man still coming of age
But he likes to dwell in a fantasy
At times it’s become difficult to gauge
How deep his emotions are lost at sea
But he loves to hold on to these old things
Carrying a burden that he won’t cast
Wearing his divorced parents’ wedding rings
‘Round his neck like an echo from the past
He’s a dreamer of love long lost and gone
A nostalgic of days he can’t recall
A broken home will leave a child withdrawn
Building up stonewalls that will never fall
Life is a river of...
He is a young man still coming of age
But he likes to dwell in a fantasy
At times it’s become difficult to gauge
How deep his emotions are lost at sea
But he loves to hold on to these old things
Carrying a burden that he won’t cast
Wearing his divorced parents’ wedding rings
‘Round his neck like an echo from the past
He’s a dreamer of love long lost and gone
A nostalgic of days he can’t recall
A broken home will leave a child withdrawn
Building up stonewalls that will never fall
Life is a river of...
#love
#parent
#forgiveness
#separation
#Autism
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JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE
Through trails and tribulations we will go through something's that we will never totally understand, as we may never truly understand as it is lessons that we must learn, for that is the journey of life with lessons to learn. That sometimes changes how we see and live within the depth of our lives. For sometimes we may encounter stumbling blocks, stopping us from going anywhere in our lives whether its forward sometimes just leaving us to go backwards. Yet that shouldn't be the case nor should it matter how you achieve your goals, for ask thyself what is fear for it is only a subconscious...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#PTSD
#nightmares
#Autism
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Autism - A Story About A Boy
. They live in a world you may not understand but their love and affection trumps any inner imperfections.”
I spoke to a mother
she grieves of her son
he’s just a boy with a smile
with love for everyone
first time we met
his arms were wide
he asked for a hug
I broke down and cried
I did what he asked
he’s just a boy, doesn’t know
he’s different then most
yet he'll be judged till he’s old
got the world ahead of him
but he'll be stuck in a place
like a permanent dream
where no one can relate ...
I spoke to a mother
she grieves of her son
he’s just a boy with a smile
with love for everyone
first time we met
his arms were wide
he asked for a hug
I broke down and cried
I did what he asked
he’s just a boy, doesn’t know
he’s different then most
yet he'll be judged till he’s old
got the world ahead of him
but he'll be stuck in a place
like a permanent dream
where no one can relate ...
#Autism
#MentalHealth
#misunderstood
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SUFFERING WITHIN SILENCE
In this cold hard cycle of life, there are those of us who suffer in silence afraid of reveiling our true self to the world around us afraid of being judge by others, by those who have not fully understood nor understand what is it like to be us living a daily life of trying to be accepted by the world for who and what we are to thyself. For we are no more different then you even though we appear to be normal, but yet we suffer with an mental inbalance just trying to fit within a society that frowns upon those of us that are different those, who are different in mind and emotions but yet we...
#anxiety
#depression
#OCD
#PTSD
#Autism
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To Oochie Wally
I’m sorry for the times I screamed,
For the times I didn’t understand our genes,
Because in the beginning I didn’t know there something was wrong,
When you kept repeating everything you heard and went along,
Echoing every word I said,
Echoing every word I said.
Oh, your face.
I remember that time we sat in the restaurant,
When the band started playing right up front,
And even though I knew the music was loud,
You started crying so hard in the crowd,
I didn’t know what was wrong,
I didn’t know what was wrong. ...
For the times I didn’t understand our genes,
Because in the beginning I didn’t know there something was wrong,
When you kept repeating everything you heard and went along,
Echoing every word I said,
Echoing every word I said.
Oh, your face.
I remember that time we sat in the restaurant,
When the band started playing right up front,
And even though I knew the music was loud,
You started crying so hard in the crowd,
I didn’t know what was wrong,
I didn’t know what was wrong. ...
#family
#son
#Autism
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