Trapped in Turmoil: SIB and Meltdown
In turmoil deep, the mind doth rage,
A tempest wild, within the cage.
A meltdown fierce, the self doth harm,
A trauma deep, the soul doth alarm.
With autism's veil, the mind doth cope,
But oft it strains, and seeks to elope.
In self-injury, it finds release,
But in the wake, a heart doth cease.
Oh autism, thy ways are hard,
For those who bear thy hidden card.
Urgent call for solutions anon,
And hold us close, with open mind.
#autismsolutions
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A poem on self-injurious behavior which is a reality for many autistics and is terribly traumatizing and battering for both the autistics and others around. We need solutions urgently.
See this earlier post on SIB & Suicide Ideation in Autistics.
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