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30 Nov 2012, 6:30 am

Hiya guys

Does anyone else find poetry is a good way to express emotions?

Reason I ask, is I've been looking around the web for places to advertise my book and found a lot of people with Aspergers seem to do poetry and find its a good way to deal with feelings/emotions. And they seem to be able to express things they can't express in any other way - like I find it easier to write down things anyway, rather than discuss it openly.

If anyone does write poems, we could share them here?

Here's one of mine:

“BLINDFOLDED

I can see that you need me
but I don’t know how or why,
and I can see that you’re broken
but I just can’t understand - understand me.
It’s not the things in front of me that I can’t see.
It’s everything that’s behind your face
and all your neurotypical ways
that confound me.

If you only took the time
just to try to see through my eyes -
the way I spend my life,
trying to unravel your mysteries.
Then maybe we could be fine.
Maybe even normal.

Until then I guess we’ll wait,
you on one side and I on the other -
because there is no halfway point.
So sick of trying to be normal,
why should I have to change for you?

It’s like I’m blindfolded,
and deaf to you - and everything you are.”


Now that I'm coping a lot better I prefer to write short stories etc rather than poetry.



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30 Nov 2012, 8:55 am

i was interested in rhyming sentences for a while when i was about 12 or 13, and i thought of musical compositions that i never actually played that would have adequately been a framework for my rhyming sentences.


here is some lyrics that i wrote when i was 13. i was a very different person then:

you hear what your ears they tell you,
and you "suss" what your eyes they see.

you put together what your mind does lay before you,
but you still don't know a thing about me.

from everywhere i come into the space in which i stand,
a whirlpool spiraling forever into never is spinning in my hand,

...etc...... there was more but i am going to bed now.
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