Here is my heart

It's been broken in two

One for me

And one for you

And though I know you shan't

Keep it safe

At least I have half

To keep me sane

During these lonely nights

And darkened days

This is my mind

It's torn in two

Partially by me

Mostly by you

You took ahold of my head

And bashed it apart

But at least I still

Have half my heart

During these lonely nights

And darkened days

There is the night

Come to take me away

On a tortured sleep

As on this bed I lay

I think about you

How you caused me to break

And I write a letter

To whoever will take

Half my heart

During these lonely nights

And darkened days

If I asked you to take a stroll with me,

would you come along? I want to play a

game with you that requires honesty.

This kind of challenge scares people away.

By the time that we are done you will know

of intimacies and secrets unknown

to my acquaintances and I will know

more of you than you care to share. That moan,

was it fear or desire? Do you care

that I am interested in knowing you

intimately? Does that give you a scare?

Remember, I will give myself to you.

Come, take my hand. Let me possess your soul.

Overlook the fact that I am a troll…

When she awakens in the morning

She passes the demon in the kitchen 

The one that wears a mask like a human face 

When she goes to school 

She passes the monsters in the hall

The ones that have fake hearts made of lace  

When she goes home 

After classes are done

When day turns to noon 

She thinks to herself 

When born into darkness 

Does one fear the moon? 

When she gets home 

She passes the demon in the bedroom 

The one that rests on a bed made of gold 

When she reaches her own room

She listens to the monster next door 

The one that smiles but has a heart that is cold 

When she lays on her bed

After the demons have been laid to rest

When noon turns to night 

She thinks to herself

When born into darkness

Does one fear the light? 

When these days turn into years 

She still thinks to herself 

The one question she's asked a hundred times 

The question about the darkness, the fear

The moon, the night 

And are her demons truly real, or are they just

a trick

of the

light?  

I finally understand

Why those lyrics are filled

With so much pain

And why

When I look out the window

All I expect is rain

When I was little

I always wondered

About my first heartbreak

But never would I have thought

It'd be this way for you or me

The countless times

You have ran through my head

And the tears that I have shed

I build my life around you

On you

For you

I climb so high only to fall

And all I see

Is you looking at me

As my body shatters

Like a porcelain doll

I am swimming and shouting

Calling for your help

But you're too far to hear

As the water swallows me

And all my fear

Can't you see

I'd do anything for you and me

But no

The heat is blinding you

As I burn within

I fight to find a way out

I shout and I shout

Begging you to help me out

But my cries become a nuisance

My shrieks a pain

As the cinders burn me away

My fingernails are bloody

As I try to climb the walls

And the only word to pass my lips Isn't for me at all

I say one word

As I try to climb out of this hell

That I'm in

One word for you and that is to

Run

Run away from here

So you now longer have to see

Run away from me

Because we can no longer be

Yes I love you

This is true indeed

But since I love you

I must set you free

Because the worst thing for me

Is if I had to see

My nightmares coming true

Of me hurting you

So run

Run away from me

The fire has me

It has twisted me

Run

Before I burn you too

I will turn to ash

Then to dust

As the wind carries me away

As I tumble and as I fall

I will still try to call for you

But you are gone

You have ran

And I will be alone again

As I settle on the sand

I will let the waves take me

I will not fight

And I will welcome death

When it is in sight

As I look up at my once blue sky

My last thought will be of you

And how I never got to say

Goodbye

I love you

Beneath the masks, underneath the skin

that's lying time after time

Instead of a heart and veins and blood

there's a radioactive glowing core

An engine revving and motor oil flowing

through black and yellow tubes

My rib cage is made of twisted iron

My lungs are made of rusty tin

With each step that I dare to take

A voice tells me to stop

To shut myself down,

To rip out my metal heart

To burn

burn

burn

burn.

Because I am not human

I do not feel

I am made of copper joints and silver screws

rubbery wires and aluminum ribbon

Painted pretty colors and given fake jewels

Every word uttered from my silicon lips

Is fake

Like me

And though I know

I am worthless

And though I know

I'm made of iron and steel

I feel trapped inside my tiny cage

I'm screaming

I'm screaming

Can't you hear me?

I thought I was showing it in my grin

And my laugh

Can't you see I'm broken?

An Aspie's life in the spectrum shouldn't go unnoticed, or misunderstood.

I may be awkward, and lack expression; but I'm not trying to

be difficult, or act out for attention.

There's a deep place in my heart where I store my special interest;

they give me peace along with reminding myself of who I am inside.

Every day I hear sirens, honking, chatter and several other noises overwhelm my sensitive ears.

Distinctive scents, passing through my nasal passages at unpredictable moments.

There's more for me to discover about myself, and the surrounding world. I will strive to be the best possible version of myself in life!

An Aspie's life.