The flesh differs between in and out
Outside I am steady as a tree stump
But within I feel assault on the flesh
Out are friends but in they seem foes
The flesh could serve the soul's strength
Or it could be a prison for one to dwell
Without others I feel love and pain
With others I feel love and pain
Worry breaks down my inner flesh
My throat congests to heighten breath
The heart pounds without mercy
To no end fear imprisons my mind
For others' regard I cannot see them
A barrier is walled between our minds
The worry haunts me for their betrayal
But in existence they seem loyal
My want is to be certain
But certainty is not my gift
I will always fight to learn so
And try to love without despair
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
The flesh differs between in and out
Outside I am steady as a tree stump
But within I feel assault on the flesh
Out are friends but in they seem foes
The flesh could serve the soul's strength
Or it could be a prison for one to dwell
Without others I feel love and pain
With others I feel love and pain
Worry breaks down my inner flesh
My throat congests to heighten breath
The heart pounds without mercy
To no end fear imprisons my mind
For others' regard I cannot see them
A barrier is walled between our minds
The worry haunts me for their betrayal
But in existence they seem loyal
My want is to be certain
But certainty is not my gift
I will always fight to learn so
And try to love without despair
I wrote this work about my learning disability, Asperger's Syndrome.
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