Life Giving Flow

Water, the ever crashing sea to shore
The source in the mountains flow
A trickle, a stream down paths
Water erodes and water grows
It etches rocks, smoothes pebbles
Water, life giving, life taking
The soul of the planet, water
People’s tears in drought heart breaking
Water pours from stormy skies
And bring about the healing rains
But also deep deep floods of sorrow
How water, swirling, is our pains
Drink deep the well of love
The joy that life giving spring
And how we hold our memories
Wash us over in happy things
The river, time, in weaving lines
Flows ever forward to the seas
And in my life water constant
Relief, growth, pain, joy, it washes over me

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A point

Fair the shadows of my dreams
The gentle kiss of misery
How I thought it were she
The lady of light come to me

Only dark recallings are left unaware
She stares the window twirling hair
Her love burning, how unfair
That all these dreams lie broken there

How often must I repeat my shallow song
Am I the one who is im the wrong?
I, a god, a king, I must be strong
She comes here, unintented I strong her along

No I knew she was not my dark lady
My queen would recognise me
And how I rage each day passing
That I keep arguing identity

Does she not know how hard this is
How I spend enough time doing this
Makes me hate being here, no bliss
When this is my castle, she witness

My home, my castle, my dreams written here
None shall claim I am other than me
I will dream, love and declare my fears
My writing is mine I am alone in this Agony

Shades Cruel Illusion

The words people say, cruel shades
They are but false reality
Ignore their tired refrain
that is hard for me

I do not know if my meaning clear
When I use such pain with word play
Though I call for my lady dear
Meanwhile try to walk away

Let go the haunting memories
Of past wrongs when life is short
I don’t do it for them, it’s for me
Any moment I could burst

And with the fates holding my thread
Good and tight in their hands
Would they cut me down dead
I won’t leave my regret in this mortal land

So I guess what I mean is I have to let stress go
If at any moment my body, my heart might let go of me
Holding on will only kill me slow
When I let go Like the dragon I finally fly free

Let Go Together

Tight the heart beat in my chest
I cry out pain in my breath
Are you far, desperate this king
To cry seeking his beloved queen
Queen of hearts don’t take my head
Keep me near beside your bed
Serve you well this Knight of spades
A dark king who shys the light of day
The coughing caught in my throat
Like the lies others have spoke
Don’t dwell on those who hurt
Or the pain that wells inside you
I tell myself this daily, just breathe
And if I the king of misery can let go
Oh shadow queen let us together be free

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A Brief Statement On ABA

In the #ActuallyAutistic Community it is well known that ABA is abusive. All ABA, is abusive and this blog doesn’t support those who claim any form is not or articles citing “safe ABA”.

A great paper was written by the Facebook page Ask an Autistic` on ABA and a great blog is currently being ran with plenty info on this. Go Here for More on Why ABA is Abusive.

 

“ABA is abusive because it forces autistic children to undergo undue stress up to the point of panic and overstimulation while suppressing their ability to regulate this stress by forbidding stimming and self regulation activities. It violates their autonomy as a person and ignores ideas of consent. This kind of isolation style abuse between an authority and an individual would be considered inhumane in any other case yet we put young children through this. The result, not suprisingly, is ptsd as indicated by many autistic adults who have been through ABA.” -DAMIEN

If asked why it is abusive by allistic “Autism Parents *tm” feel free to use my answer here or link to the resources .
Further Reading:

What’s the Big Deal With ABA
What About Good ABA?