Away
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I do not wish to be here
No longer do I feel safe
I am tired, alone and afraid,
With eyes sore from tears for days,
I feel Abandoned… forgotten
By those who should have stayed.
I do not understand,
It doesn’t make sense.How and why are questions that I cry…
Logic seems to have long sine past,
My name… it feels long since dead…
Its lost in a system,
A game of numbers, figures
Fingers pointing down lists…
Randomly selecting who should be saved…
Or so it feels as the days last years,Soon I pray…
But I do not hold my breath,
That someone remembers me,
Before I slowly fade…
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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I will always remember my sweet BabyAngel.