Loneliness

Me Against the World
I sit in the throng
Perceiving the future
Examining the past
Closed in
Shut out
Pulling in
Thrashing about
From the fright
Help!
I shout
I can not be
Part of your world
Can you not see?
Separate is what
I am destined
To be

© Mary Ann Harrington

These poems express my assumptions on what my friends with severe movement, sensory, and language difficulties may be expressing through their fear, anger, loneliness, stubborn resolve and frustration.

I have served as a teacher of individuals with autism for 18 years. What they have taught me was to be sure of nothing, and open myself to the extraordinary. It has been and continues to be a remarkable ride. If you are interested in severe autism, take the opportunity to check out my articles.

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Thank you, Mary Ann Harrington