Published on 12, July, 2020
Please stop talking, enough is enough
At first it was fine, now I’m finding it tough
Too many words, stream into my brain
Filling it up, until I can’t take the strain
I shut you out, try not to hear
Like you’re miles away, not by my ear
My head is swimming, I fear I will drown
I look at your face, I see you frown
You think I’m not interested, not listening at all
Like you have been talking, to a brick wall
But if you knew, how it feels to me
You would understand, and leave me be
I will calm my mind, maybe go for a walk
My head will clear, we can finish our talk
Please just remember, I’m not ignorant at all
Just too many words, and my brain will stall
Got work tomorrow, feeling uneasy
Heart racing, feeling queasy
What will happen, what will I do
I don’t like change, or anything new
Please let it be, my usual routine
No surprises, no inward scream
No extra duties, things I don’t know
Building anxiety, until I blow
They don’t understand, the way I feel
The fear and confusion, is very real
I’m not insane, or mentally sick
It’s very likely, that I’m autistic
I walk in a room, and it’s rather busy
I feel very nervous, and a little dizzy
Two or three people, maybe I’ll cope
More than that, I have no hope
I’ll go outside, go for a walk
Don’t want to feel stifled, don’t want to talk
Will go back in a while, see if it’s quieter
If i can sit in peace, my mood becomes lighter
Don’t want to be noticed, don’t talk to me
I’ll start to panic, want to flee
Let me sit quietly, be on my own
No conversation, just leave me alone
Just wanted to bump your thread because your poem is great
I'm sure you're not crazy, just misunderstood! I hope that you get your appointment through soon.
BigD How old are you? I have a teenage boy who have just been diagnosed and one of his favourite ways to put his feelings out it's by writing. He writes lyrics. Maybe if you have more or less the same age you could share experiences.
Wow, just wow!
Hiya, I’m just waiting for my appointment to come through, apparently I’m on the waiting list, will be good to know for sure, maybe people will stop saying I’m crazy.
That’s a really amazing poem! You have a real talent there! It does seem like it could be autism. Have you asked your GP for a referral yet or are you still at the contemplation stage?