Tension, poem about autism, overstimulation etc

[Soda_Voxel]

Tension

Tension, tension, tension.
A cramp without pain.
An itch I can't scratch.
A hunger that food cannot satiate.
So many things around me and in my thoughts,
not enough room in my head for it all.
Bright lights, petty fights.
I can't figure out what I want to do.
Scream and shout and cry until my throat burns and I can only cough out measly croaks?
Run away until my legs give way and I'm lost and dazed but finally alone with my thoughts?
Stimulate with objects and textures and pleasant things until the world becomes nothing but the five senses?
I don't know.
I just don't know what I want.
All I know I'm a ticking time bomb.
Close to exploding.

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I really like how you described tension in the first few lines!

[Everglow.]

I really liked the way this is written, and I liked the first few lines too. Your writing is always so creative.

[Dawn.]

I love this piece!

[Arabesque- golfing girl.]

This was great, thank you so much for sharing this with us.

[Celyn]

This was really good and describes very well how it can feel to try to keep everything inside and not know how to release that tension but knowing it will come out at some point! Thank you for sharing