Prepare to enter the wild and wooly world of an adult with Aspergers Syndrome, a form of autism characterized by intellignce, quirks, social difficulties and downright strange and oddish behaviours.

People with Aspergers generally are high functioning in everyday life but have great difficulty connecting with others due to the inability to read faces, body language and subtle verbal clues. They also tend to take words literally and have a hard time multi-tasking.

Oversensitivity to touch (clothing has to be soft and often the tags removed), light (do not leave home without the sunglasses), sound (loud noises and noisey places are avoided), taste (many Aspies have quite a limited diet and are frequently very picky eaters) and smells makes the everyday existence more of a challenge.

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To find out more about what Aspergers is..please check out my earliest blog entries

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

In the dark of the night

She realized
She had become
The Crack between floor boards,
Whiskey sour dripping
Quietly flooding
And Graves of the undead...
She had become
The dirty grooved floor,
No mat could cover
The stains
Each day
Stain upon stain
Layered so tightly
No webs could penetrate
She was the dust
The ash from the cigarette
The gum affixed bottom of shoe
Upon the soul
Stuck, hardened
Unable to move
To free herself
Praying for planes
Carrying bombs
To destroy or to free
Didn't matter
Which switch was pulled
As long as it ended,
The situation, the trap
Somehow unstrung,
Throat tightening
Partner knotting the noose
In secret, in silence
With great stealth
Known only to a few
Highly trained
Night after night
Knot after knot
Till she forgot
What it was like
To actual breath
Without rope or poisoned words
She lay on the floor
Gravel, grovel
Turned to nothing
By so "great" & "noble"
Of "love"
Just lies
To buy
The story told
She was bought and
Completely sold
Slave master
Dream dyer
Soul killer
Lying thief
No remorse
Never a kindness
For anyone other
Then her own
Pitiful self
Languishing in the limbo
Of perpetually feeling
Inflicting her wrath
Onto anyone she could lure near.
No respect. No more kindness.
Do not reward evil and cruelty
Or barter with such a troll.
Distance is my greatest friend
Hindsight shows me great truth
I live
I learn
I will not make such a tragic mistake

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