In the middle of madness, he is my calm
I can’t hear them as they speak directly to me
So, I hear his music and connect through a song
They look for me, repeating themselves over and over
But to their words I am numb
Nothing makes sense, until his voice
The madness disappears the puzzle starts to unscramble
The volume of my thoughts turns down
And slowly stop motioning like that of a merry go round
Tried to love but can’t
Tried to feel but numb
his music wakes me up
My thoughts shine as bright as the sun
Breakthrough in many ways, but an even grander reminder of autism you see
I don’t know him but through his music I connect emotionally
I feel too late, when loved ones die
I laugh when nothings funny
I cry without reason
And I do not feel love enough to have…
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