Aspies For Freedom

[size=x-small]some of my poems/lyrics


find a feeling


find a star & wish apon it.
even though it might've died.
find a broken heart & heal it.
make a start atleast you've tried.

find a way & walk along it.
let your spirit be you guide.
find the space between the stations.
and just forget what you left behind.....

I already found myself
waiting for something else
everytime my life gets better
I am closer to myself.

find a way of being heard...
sing your song.turn up the words...
find a broken record , play it.
lose yourself inside your world.

find the time and don't delay it.
there's still so much left to do.
find a ship along a harbour.
sail away to somewhere new....


I already found myself
waiting for soemthing else
everytime my life gets better
I am closer to myself....


I already found myself....
waiiting for something else.....


Idioglassia

She wakes up in the morning devoid of animation.
school contorts her body she wishes for salvation.

These words that leave her mouth startle those around.
She jokes about the macabre your smiles make her frown.

She understands the working of the world so much atlas shares her burden.
don't try to soothe her for she does'nt know she's hurting....

all these people who gave their adoration.
They gave her a chance & all she caused them was frustration.

If  only I could only show you the girl behind those eyes.
I guess I'm not a human if all I do is cry....

Just before she lost her grip people gave her their hands.
she climped back up and looked at them ; no longer for this land.

The only few that cared for the girl evaporated from her view.
she looked into her watery image and knew just what to do.

My language might offend or maybe make you shudder.
But some of us look to the stars even in the gutter.

an alright start

we always loved them no matter what
our adoration blossomed as our memories rot.
we fell in love too young to be
together for all time you see..
the jagged thorns of our relations
fill me with dread and frustration
so long ago i danced alright...
My body and mind have grown too tight.
I'm in a prison of my own invention
the shoes on the table,struggles with tension
I'm too high to see and  it all messes my brain
i'll untighten my grip and try again.....
In every town that you visit
you're left feeling quite exquisite
arguments are not alright
I'll close my ears and scream at night
brains are like playdoo for them...
You''ll ask for help and never live again

The lerts are coming after your skin
They'll rip you up & start again...

The first one was pretty good, though there were a few bits that could be improved.  The second one could use work (tip: English is a very rhythmic language, French a very flat, flowing one, so French words like macabre tend to sound out-of-place in English poetry.)

Also, the Atlas thing sounded kind of forced, and the tempo keeps changing.  Some bits sound really good ('She climbed back up and looked at them; no longer for this land' is really good) but others don't.  Also, your rhymes leave something to be desired.

The third one was better, but again, inconsistent tempo and some questionable rhymes (you rhymed 'what' with 'not'...)

All in all, pretty good with lots of room for improvement.

I did enjoy reading these.  I wont go into a critique because I can't find the words right now. Maybe later I will find them.