Lies Swirl Down Your Throat

Poetry Of An Aspergian

2060ae8a46b54cd365df64083ebc0b2eI don’t ever take credit

for what I do

I won’t ever take credit

for what I’ve done

I’m just a sinner like you

under the eyes of a watchful sun

broken and bewildered

I claw at every day

one day I’ll break the ribbon

one day, when I find my way

compliments can fall

for hours they may laud

but as long as I’m true to myself

I’m free from it all

Stares don’t ignite

anxious flames alight

foul tempers run amuck

but in carefully placed glances are stuck

because I’m not who I was

this time last month

so kiss that bottle

and let the lies swirl down your throat

because they choke at my indignation

in the rear view goes their exclamation

I feel free from the weight

and they can never hold me down

because while I feel alone

my friends aren’t far now

when the…

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“Don’t wish things were easier. Wish you were better.”

I CAN Be Autistic

rusty chain bolted to a rockThe point of my life right now is not that things are awful, or that they should change.

The point is that they are what they are, and I can choose to do with them whatever I want to do with it all.

Life is challenging. No kidding.

But it would be a whole lot more challenging, if I had no tools to deal with it, or if I didn’t use it for something else.

People tell me all the time to do less. Take care of myself first. Make sure I’m not over-extending myself.

That’s not going to make a difference in the world. That’s not going to make a difference in my life. And it’s certainly not going to make me stronger.

“Don’t wish things were easier. Wish you were better.”

That’s my mantra, these days.

Complaining solves nothing. Absolutely nothing. It might make me feel a little…

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