Poetry

Hissy Fits!

When I am cross and only seeing red

My mind explodes within my angry head

I hiss and spit and then I kick and hit

I feel as if my life is sometimes really just such total ****

I swear and curse and then what is far, far worse

I loose control, it feels to me to be such a curse

I try to stop, it makes me feel strange

My temper grows and I want to change

My mum says 'no' and 'go to your room'

And when in there it feels to me just like a tomb

A tomb so dark, no longer red

And slowly, slowly I clear my head

I snuggle up in my safe, big, blue bed

and think about things I just shouldn't have said

And finally when the mood has passed

I come back down and start to feel ok at last

by then the angry red mist has finally gone away

And I really don't want it to come back today

I then say 'sorry' to my dear old ma

She says 'ok' and that I am her 'superstar'

She really understands my mind and how I'm wired

But always reminds me to stay calm or I might get fired

Cos when I'm all grown up and a professional Gamer

My hissy fits will have to be controlled and a whole lot tamer!!

xxxx

The boy in a sleeping bag!

I am the boy in a sleeping bag

I may be a boy of few precious words

But when I'm not thinking 

I want to be heard

I am the boy in a sleeping bag

 When I am alone I feel quite safe

I view this world as a matter of facts

I may say little but still need to be heard

I am the teenager in a sleeping bag

who is spotty and awkward and socially withdrawn

I find safety in numbers, computers and films

I do struggle emotionally  but still deserve to be heard

I am the man in a sleeping bag

The outside world and people still frightens me

So I choose to opt out so am able to feel free

I am as important as you though, if you choose to hear

Now watch out world, here I come

I am funny, intelligent, kind, a potential lover

quiet and reserved but I won't be anyones pushover

I will find love and I will still be heard

I will no longer sit in corners on my own

I will no longer count backwards from 2003

I will no longer worry about numbers and routine 

I will slowly break out and feel so carefree

My sleeping bag will still be my safety net

It will still keep me calm and safe and serene

I will make friends, love you and others I've met

and you all will finally start to hear from me, probably via the internet! 

hope these help other parent of children with aspergers syndrome to 'get inside' the wonderful and mysterious heads of our beautiful children and maybe start to change societies views of mental 'health' not mental 'illness'.  x

Hissy Fits!

When I am cross and only seeing red

My mind explodes within my angry head

I hiss and spit and then I kick and hit

I feel as if my life is sometimes really just such total ****

I swear and curse and then what is far, far worse

I loose control, it feels to me to be such a curse

I try to stop, it makes me feel strange

My temper grows and I want to change

My mum says 'no' and 'go to your room'

And when in there it feels to me just like a tomb

A tomb so dark, no longer red

And slowly, slowly I clear my head

I snuggle up in my safe, big, blue bed

and think about things I just shouldn't have said

And finally when the mood has passed

I come back down and start to feel ok at last

by then the angry red mist has finally gone away

And I really don't want it to come back today

I then say 'sorry' to my dear old ma

She says 'ok' and that I am her 'superstar'

She really understands my mind and how I'm wired

But always reminds me to stay calm or I might get fired

Cos when I'm all grown up and a professional Gamer

My hissy fits will have to be controlled and a whole lot tamer!!

xxxx

The boy in a sleeping bag!

I am the boy in a sleeping bag

I may be a boy of few precious words

But when I'm not thinking 

I want to be heard

I am the boy in a sleeping bag

 When I am alone I feel quite safe

I view this world as a matter of facts

I may say little but still need to be heard

I am the teenager in a sleeping bag

who is spotty and awkward and socially withdrawn

I find safety in numbers, computers and films

I do struggle emotionally  but still deserve to be heard

I am the man in a sleeping bag

The outside world and people still frightens me

So I choose to opt out so am able to feel free

I am as important as you though, if you choose to hear

Now watch out world, here I come

I am funny, intelligent, kind, a potential lover

quiet and reserved but I won't be anyones pushover

I will find love and I will still be heard

I will no longer sit in corners on my own

I will no longer count backwards from 2003

I will no longer worry about numbers and routine 

I will slowly break out and feel so carefree

My sleeping bag will still be my safety net

It will still keep me calm and safe and serene

I will make friends, love you and others I've met

and you all will finally start to hear from me, probably via the internet! 

hope these help other parent of children with aspergers syndrome to 'get inside' the wonderful and mysterious heads of our beautiful children and maybe start to change societies views of mental 'health' not mental 'illness'.  x