Scarred Memory

Scarred Memory

A Poem by Chip
"

I do not actually have autism, but I wanted to enter a contest, so I wrote this.

"

I scan my eyes across the darkened class room,

And at once all the memories hit me in the face.

My mind recalls the brutal mental turmoil I suffered with my autistic memory.

Scarred, a meaningful tear emerges from my watery eyes.

 

I have a flashback to the weary days of my unforgotten pain.

I walked down the corridor, too timid to give a greeting to anyone.

My mind went haywire when my hair was pulled, and I ran, I ran through the laughing crowd.

I sat on the cold wet floor of the toilets and cried for hours, missing classes.

 

I ran home to my mother with nothing stopping me.

The cars, bikes and pedestrians did not exist to me.

I flung my arms around her and cried as she comforted me,

Although it still seemed that it never helped.

 

To this day my heart has been scarred with the pain and suffering.

All I wanted was a fix, a cure, all I wanted was help.

No one heard my lonely call in pain.

Are my dark days over?

 

Now, I look in my room, a wooden box is decorated in flowers.

There are 8 candles; one for every year, for the rope snapped me dead.

© 2012 Chip


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This is a well written and insightful poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is wonderful. Reminds me of Seamus Heaney's 'Mid-term brake'

Posted 12 Years Ago


Excellent work. The personal perspective is there, and I see the emotion. The ending took me a bit by surprise, but it was brilliantly written.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Excellent. I have to say this is the first I have read involving the subject matter. It's very powerful, lucid, and painful...and it has an awareness about it. Very well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chip! Thank you for writing and entering my Autism Awareness Contest!



Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on May 6, 2012
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Tags: autism, mental disorder, mental, autistic

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Chip
Chip

Newry, United Kingdom



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