Word play
Autism
Life's criticism
Words flow through my mind
Memories left behind
I find
reaching for the sky
I wish to know why
Past words haunt
Dreams they taunt
All that I want
Crumbles before my eyes
As time flies
Words I can't hear
Bring a tear
The need to belong
Is that wrong
Who would of knew
Lost to chances I blew
Yesterday
Lost my way
The day turned Gray
Can't find the person I need to be
What does he see
Is he lost as well
Cannot tell
But long to find
That peace of mind
Reaching
Teaching
Never preaching
Wish I may wish I might
Stand in the light
Words at play
What I wish to say
My way
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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