Chains, a Poem by Elyana Ren » The Aspergian
Thinks in poetry, lives in prose Dreams in colors she cannot understand The music of her words is lost In the starts and stops of Will they hear the song they asked for? The rhythm of her movements Of her hands conducting the world before her Hindered by chains of expectations stretching As far back as this is what the Bible says As far back as you look like a crazy person As far back as babies should not cry this much As far back as she will be blind Now, she dances, shaking the ground, the chains, the cage Sings at the top ofRead More →