Lost in the Shadows

resetyourminddaily@gmail.com Autism rare disease dissociation disorder depression A maze of thoughts tangled like vines, A mind misunderstood, lost in the shadows, Autism's grip tightens, isolating, A canvas painted with shades of gray, Rare disease, a puzzle with missing pieces, A heartache masked by a brave face, Dissociation lingering like a ghost, Disorder ruling, chaos within, Depression's weight heavy to bear. In a world that moves too fast, I stand still, trying to decipher the chaos within. Each day a struggle, a battle against the mind. The world around me, a blur of noise and light, I retreat into my own world, a sanctuary of solitude. The quiet whispers of my thoughts, like waves crashing against the shore, A symphony of chaos and beauty, intertwined. The walls I've built, a fortress of protection, But also a prison of isolation. I yearn for connection, for understanding, But the words get lost in translation. A puzzle with missing pieces, A soul seeking solace in the chaos. The weight of the world heavy on my shoulders, A burden I carry with grace. In the silence of the night, I find solace in the stars, Their twinkling light a reminder of the beauty in the darkness. Autism's grip tightens