This post is part of a series for Autism Acceptance Month in which I will be exploring various ideas and subjects relating to autism and being autistic.

Quiet is a world unknown

To those who hear everything

The world a cacophony of sounds

Overlapping and distressing

Each sound joins the next

To form a raucous chorus of confusion


Quiet is the world we seek

A glimmer of peace admist

The tumultuous seas of life

Far too often out of reach

Quiet is our anchor in the storm


For those who hear too much, too often

Quiet is a beacon of hope towards which to aim

Our senses aflame from the constant din

We seek that which could ease our pain


For when quiet is found

The ever present confusion lifts

Making clear a world once clouded

And it is here in the stillness I find myself