She was adopted when she was 2
Eyes a pretty bright blue
That's when her life started
That's where it all began
Her brain a place uncharted
Unknown to man
Been to places for people like her
Hospitals to find a cure
But no cure was found
Then the voices started, which were loud
But she found a solution, a temporary fix to the problem
The voices were quiet
But there was no escaping them
Because they were never really silent
The solution was to write poetry
In hopes it would make her happy
But it never worked
As she had hoped
See, she should have looked for joy instead
Now she's listening to the voices in her head
Why she's different, nobody knows
When she turned sixteen, she got diagnosed
With something you can't get rid of
It also can't be fully explained
She tells the voices to hush
Because they're causing her so much pain
She feels like she’s being rushed to grow up
And every day she feels even more drained
She thinks being different is wrong
Because they've been trying to find out what's wrong with her
She just wants to belong
She believes love is something everyone deserves
But she doesn’t let anyone love her
She feels like a natural disaster
She doesn't show much emotion, so no one knows
Why does she never let anyone get too close
No one knows why
She locks everything inside
Why must she hide
Who she is
Her mind like a bottomless pit
No one knows where it ends
Or how deep it goes
And it just comes to show
That she hides everything about herself that could be different
A period marks the end of a sentence
And for a period of time
She escapes reality through her mind
But every sentence must end
But words never do
Sometimes she'll think even her friends
Aren't even true
She has to remind herself from time to time
That there's more to life
That her friends might not be in her life forever
But she can even find new friends that might be even better
Some of her friends don't respond to her texts or calls now
She wonders if she let them down
Maybe she was too annoying
Or too needy
Was she too friendly
Was she possibly greedy
She doesn't think so
But she honestly doesn't know
Why they won't respond
What did she do wrong
There was once a time
In which she showed too many feelings
But I think you'll find
That's when the water started running
She began sinking
As she went down
She began thinking
What do I do now?
I should just let myself drown
She thought
But instead she fought
She fought bravely
Even though she knew people would refer to her as crazy
But even though she'd try to fight
She was no match for the oceans might
As the waves crashed together
She began to fear
That her life would forever be altered
And she could hear
A voice in the distance
But as it finished its sentence
It disappeared
And at that moment the storm had withered
Everything was calm
But that did last long
But she knew she could handle anything that could come
She's nineteen now
And the voices have gone down
But they're still here
Just waiting for their chance
And every once in a while she can hear
Her heart dance
To remind her that she's still alive
That she hasn't died
And like the voice said unto her
Love is something everyone deserves
And like the voice said unto me
Only with help can you set yourself free
Because your not alone in your struggles
And there's no reason to make oceans out of puddles
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- Published: March 8th, 2025 14:01
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- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Poetic Licence
Comments3
A history here of a young life. What a struggle it has been. You convey that well and I find courage in your words. I particularly like your poetic expression in the final two lines. Pleased I stopped by.
Thank you Cassie!!
A deep dive into the mind of a person afflicted. Great rhyme and even some internal rhyme with a good flow to the body of the piece. It reflects personal knowledge of the ailment from self or someone well known. It shows the battles that such people go through and the bravery and persistence that it takes to keep going and not sink deeper. Thank you for sharing this is a fave
Thanks sorenbarret!!!
A honest account of the struggles of living with the autism, the bravery, courage and determination that is needed to carry on and not collapse under the difficulties, beautifully expressed
Thanks!!
You are very welcome
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