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.