I think about those days,

  • I think about those days,

    I think about those days,
    A lot more lately…

    The cold,
    The loneliness
    The hatred for existing.

    Living unseen
    Stepping over the drunks
    Hoping for food
    Crying a lot…

    Begging for help
    Being ignored
    Wandering lost
    Having no hope

    I think about those days…
    And they feel like yesterday
    Even now.


    June 9th, 2026 | Matty Angel | 1 Comment |

About The Author

Matty is a 37 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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  • Vic 06.09.2026

    *hugs*

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