Meltdown – a poem

Wanting to crawl out of my skin,
Creatures move as anxiety sets in.
Doubts rush through my head,
It’s the frustration that I dread.
Vocal chords and brain detach,
Can’t find the key to open the latch.
Lights are too bright to see,
Sounds seem to deafen me.
Hard to explain to an NT,
How difficult a meltdown can be.

(NT means neurotypical… Someone whose brain functions in a typical fashion).

(C) scribblenubbin 2016

Published by scribblenubbin

A conundrum inside an enigma.

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