Bright (poem)


The gleam of the cealing lights
It grasps me tightly

I am unable to breathe

Suddenly, I am without
I am without thought 
And I am without movement

My face stings, the brightness burns
My head convulses
I am without seclusion

And I forever will be. 

[[Hello! This is one of three poems I wrote about my experience with sensory issues/meltdowns due to being autistic. I am not a poet and this was one of my first goes at haiku format, so please be kind. I understand I have a long way to go but I hope you enjoy this!! I will be posting the other two later in the week <3]]

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