Autism has its highs and lows,
In a world that spins, confusion grows.
In a world that whirls, we stand,
Overwhelmed by a sensory tide,
A storm within, a turbulent ride,
Autism’s challenge, hard to comprehend.
Voices blend into a sea,
Where solitude might set us free.
No one’s truly listening, it seems,
We sing, yet no one listens to our song,
Misunderstood, we don’t belong,
Lost in a labyrinth of hopes and dreams.
Afraid of wounds that words can bring,
We shield our hearts beneath our wing.
Fear grips us tightly, a constant weight,
Mess and chaos gather ’round,
Infinite thoughts, they know no bound,
Afraid of the world, afraid of our fate.
We raise our arms, release our cries,
A desperate bid to touch the skies.
Hurt lurks in shadows, always near,
Our voices rise in a passionate plea,
Emotions surge, like waves at sea,
A struggle to communicate, to be clear.
Flushed cheeks, a racing heart,
Expression’s fire, a world apart.
Mess piles up, a ceaseless tide,
Then comes the guilt, the heavy weight,
Defeat’s embrace, a bitter state,
A storm within, hard to hide.
Tears threaten to be the storm’s release,
As we long for inner peace.
Arms in motion, a dance of despair,
Hoping to awaken to grace, each day new,
Not defined by tumult but by what is true,
Trying to cope, gasping for air.
Exhausted minds, worn to the core,
Searching for a reprieve, for something more.
Cheeks flushed red as voices rise,
Autism’s challenges we bear,
A constant struggle, raw and rare.
A crescendo of emotions, a storm in the skies.
Yearning to be seen, to be known,
To find a place we can call home.
Guilt follows closely, like a faithful hound,
Human hearts that care so deep,
Through frustration, secrets seep,
Defeated, we crumble, tears to the ground.
Imperfect souls, we strive and fail,
Yet within us, compassion prevails.
We’re not always like this, it’s not our norm,
In moments when our voices raise,
A torrent of emotions ablaze,
Autism’s challenge can transform.
We’re not defined by anger’s heat,
But by love’s rhythm, steady and sweet.
Exhaustion settles, a heavy shroud,
Grace bestowed, cause no harm,
In the midst of the storm’s alarm,
Brains at low battery, thoughts growing loud.
We strive, we do, we yearn to connect,
But often find ourselves feeling neglect.
We need more than sleep to restore,
A break from it all, a chance to explore.
Lost in the chaos, the noise, the strife,
Longing for safety, for a peaceful life.
In frustration’s grip, we sometimes yell,
Words become weapons, a painful swell.
But deep down, we care, oh so much,
We’re not here to be brats or cause pain,
Empathy runs deep, like a gentle rain.
We’re humans trying, our hearts a gentle touch.
We’re tired from the effort, from giving our all,
Sometimes we stumble, sometimes we fall.
We’re not alone in this endless fight,
We’re human, striving for the light.
Know that you’re not alone, my friend,
Every soul struggles, in their own way,
Humanity’s messy, no matter what they say.
In this battle, a journey without end.
Autism adds layers to this human dance,
A unique challenge, a complex trance.
So let go of perfection, it’s okay to lose,
Autism is intricate and grand,
An existence that few can understand,
Give yourself grace, let kindness infuse.
You’re still a good person, despite the fray,
You matter, you’re loved, in every way.