Life in Extremes: An Autistic Poem

So Much Stranger, So Much Darker, So Much Madder, So Much Better

It’s a life lived in extremes

Extreme emotions, extreme senses

Ever changing, always interesting

Emotions flow readily and rapidly

Swinging from the heights of joy

To the depths of dark despair

Happiness radiates and resonates

Growing to exuberance

Until it must be released

Flapping hands create a dance

Bouncing bodies move to the rhythm

Of joy unable to be held within

Despair plummets the soul

Deep into the deepest pit

A crushing darkness overwhelming

Bodies move to ease the pain

Rocking, flapping, hitting, kicking

Trying to escape the pit

Senses fluctuate and change

From too much, too much

To not enough, never enough

Small sounds can cause pain

But also can the ears hear

Exquisite beauty unknown

Sometimes ears hear not enough

Needing something more

The right sounds bringing such joy

Touch can be so sensitive

The brushing of clothes

Is completely intolerable

But also the right touch

The just…

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