Lost words…..
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NB: This is just how I feel right now… all alone with no hope, at the same time I know this is all my own making, and by being my own making I feel comforted in belong alone, I know that I must have chosen this… so I will carry it alone.
Feeling now my dream is lost
I bow my head to cry
Time has taken its toll on me
I didn’t look when I should have tried
Destined now to be alone
My future seems unknown,
There is nothing that man fears more
Than the grasp of uncertainty and worry.
Yet in all of this there is revalation,
It is in the end my fault…
There is no one else that I can blame,
And in a strange way that brings comfort…
A burden only I can carry
Guilt no one can share.
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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