poetry

Knowing


It’s the not knowing that hurts.

Not knowing where you are,

Where you’ve been,

What you’re doing,

What you need,

The hurt and pain you feel.

Are you thinking of me

Or have I been forgotten,

Like Halley’s comet

A flash of brilliance

Across your eyes

Gone in a split second

Now, forgotten forevermore

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The Autistic FellRunner

I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.

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