Imagine a world constantly telling you how it understands
People who talk about connections, empathy, relations
And you feel nothing.
Imagine that people, are like a world's crust
Brittle, and beneath the mantle
Where fuel and fire should flow,
Nothing
Imagine every conversation being dangerous
Every glance perilous
Every touch threatening
Every voice viperous
Imagine being trapped
And yet somehow finding solace
Within your own mind.
Try, please try, to imagine
All the things I left unsaid,
Because I couldn't say
Knowing you'll never understand
What it's like to be Autistic
To live with this brand.
YOU ARE READING
No Lifeguard on Duty
PoetryThis is a collection of my life, my thoughts, and my perception of everything around me. I won't claim that my documentation of how I think or perceive things around me is accurate. It is however the most accurate form of how I can express who I am...
