My body (Poem, Dark.)
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My Body
They say I am young
But they don’t know
My eyes are aged
They are old
I saw to much
And it haunts me so
Weary I am
From all that I know.The weight is heavy
Upon my soul
I think that is why
My walking has gone,
I hobble now
As if a broken toy…
Unsure of my future
But continuing forward.My hands they ache
They feel in pain
But like a seasoned warrior
I know the blame.
I fought battles just the same
But they were in my mind ,
Full of pain
My hands remember
That is why they shake.My Foot is numb
Its feeling gone
I know why
But I push it inside
It remembers the journey
And the pain that was…
Now it is sleeping
Forever lost.My chest has changed,
For once I am stumped
Is this a punishment?
Or perhaps a curse?
I feel worry…
It is a first.
I see a monster
And it truly hurts.This is my body
It is what it is…
I try to stay brave,
But its hard some days…
I feel strange
The mirror lies
What it shows is confusing
And out of step with time.
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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You are a warrior and you’ve come so far and touched so many people. *big hugs*
Your poor body and mind have been through so much. Your will to live, to continue on, is such a powerful thing in you. I am always amazed by your strength even when you feel like you’re falling apart. I love you forever and ever.
Stay young at heart, Matty, even if your body plays tricks on you.