Upon this precipice I stand

Comfort and complacency to my back

A world of possibilities lying at my feet

 

No matter where my gaze lands

Confusing opportunities lie ahead

Full of new experience and the unknown

 

Change is coming, like it or not

My world will shift beneath my feet

But will I stay standing?

 

Everything will change

A whole new world of experience

Reaches out to pull me in

 

As I stand upon the precipice

Emotions overflow in great abundance

Excitement, happiness, confusion, terror

 

Change is good they say

Change is just the way of the world

But if that’s so, why is it so hard?

 

Why does fear clutch my heart

As I look upon the road ahead?

Why does terror freeze my feet?

 

My mind is muddled

With what may be

And what may no longer last

 

I fight the confusion, trying to see

Trying to be what I think I should

What is expected of me

 

Yet my blankets form a cave

To which I long to retreat

A safe haven from what will come

 

Change is good they say

And part of me wants to agree

While the rest runs screaming

A mind split in two

 

An autistic brain seeking safety

Finding peace in that which remains the same

Finding comfort in patterns and routines

 

Yet the change will come, ready or not

I will be swept off the cliff into what lies below

But will I have my parachute ready?

 

I brace myself for what is to come

I steady myself against the ebb and flow

Preparing for all the change to come

 

Terror still clutches my heart, tightening my throat

Fear and sorrow still wrack my being

Yet I know I will overcome

 

Change is scary

Change seems bad

Change is paralyzing

 

Change is good

Change is necessary

Change is the way of the universe

 

Will I keep up?