Autistic Phobias

Look out above
Here comes that moth
Yell and scream and cry
It's only small, a quarter inch
But to you it's hell gone by
Oh my Gosh! Is that green
The chills run down your spine
Close your eyes hide those tears
Think blueness of the sky
The rain has fallen
The ground is wet
You're screaming while you freeze
You think it's acid
Will eat your shoes
So you scream and scream and scream
Is that dirt there on your hands
Will it stay with you for good
The tears well up until they're clean
Dirt's very misunderstood
Can you feel the heated sun
Run for your life and hide
It's lost on you why anyone
Would want to go outside
You dare not turn the water on
It's flow sends through a fear
That it's fingers will reach over you
To find a place inside your ears
It's time to sleep, to rest your head
But your eyes are open wide
The dark's too overwhelming
So you lay alone and cry

Kaz, 2005




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