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Please hear my loving words

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Trigger warning – sexual assault.

I am Matthew. I am a 19 year old non speaking autistic. Back in 2018 I was radically and forever changed. A mentor and friend gave me the fright of my life. He decided that it was okay to take advantage of my trusting soul. He sexually assaulted me when we stopped at a beautiful, innocent rest area. People have gone there thousands of times not knowing that innocence had been taken from that once busy spot. I was valiant in my efforts to stop him but he still managed to have his sordid way with me. It only lasted a bold minute or two, but it has scarred me for life.

Praying for healing, alone and pained, has left me feeling capable of so much that I want to help other nonspeaking people. Living proudly every day as a survivor leaves me hopeful more healing will come to me. I am looking forward to teaching others, peacefully, how to meaningfully live their loving lives with healed hearts.

I Need Love

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September 2020

Weaning my need to turn fear into answers.

Feelings of worry consume my existence.

Would answers take away my pain?

Trapped, trying to manifest kind ways to heal my shattered heart.

Feelings won’t go away because there are too many watery tears.

The wasted time takes the life out of my day.

I want to turn the corner and try to water the flowers in my garden.

My love is too strong and kind to waste away.

Flowers need love.

I need love.

Time to love the harmful memories away.

The Assessment

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November 9, 2022

Papers folded, trained to behave, are scattered on the childlike table.

Parents lost, faces grayed, await the doctor’s arrival.

Crayons oppressed by their love of theatre,

Move pointedly down the wall.

Toys are mocked for being there.

They shouldn’t be there at all.

Chairs prepare themselves for bodies too small to matter.

Chairs prepare themselves to work.

The room is all set.

But my life is not.

Falling Stars

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November 4, 2022

Under the watchful mountains at dusk,

Bright stars watch the clouds quietly fornicate

Amongst the sultry coloured sky.

The stars, mourning their lonely place in time,

Move into darkness,

Painting the blackened sky with tears of gold.