The Phoenix In Me

As an aspie, I needed my freedom

just as the wind comes and goes

I needed to be alone

So I discouraged them from seeing me

and shut myself into the closet

I wrote and prayed and ate and slept

but I never felt myself falling out

and away from life

I wrote of dreams I wished to have

I prayed for things I already had

I ate what I slept in

I slept in because I ate

Time withered away like my strength

to face the crowds, my enemy

my old friend, right beside me

and my father, belittling me

I curl up and listen to FOB

to drown out the noise

but listening to what everyone else thought of me

I lost my voice

and what you read everyday

is the beginning

of what I’ve rediscovered

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