Down in the dumps; feeling like death.
I was feeling quite nihilistic.
Then I was forced to a seminar.
On ‘What it’s like to be Autistic.’
I found my life’s calling, during that hour.
I was shocked beyond belief.
They’ve got us down as lunatics.
With no chance of relief.
They do not know the will it takes,
To get out of bed each day.
From the minute we wake, we scrutinise.
Everything that we see and say.
If it gets to bedtime.
And I’ve not had chance to share.
The nightmares going round my head.
The night fills with despair.
I will want to end it all.
Last thought, then give in.
To wake up in the morning,
For it all to begin again.