As I watch the embers
Of the bridges I burned,
I try to think
Of the lessons learned.
And how much longer can I travel,
Since I already feel spent
My energy is wasting,
Is my road coming to an end
The horizon holds its secret,
Guess only time will tell
How many more wrong turns,
How many more dead-ends.
The destination unknown,
But I can only go forward,
‘Cause the bridges I burned
Have crumbled to ashes.
A lesson I learned , bridges can be rebuilt…
Hello,
Hi, I’m James Gale, a multi-media artist and autism ambassador from Belgium.
I create music, poetry, and paintings, and I write both fiction and fantasy as well as non-fiction on autism and neurodiversity.
My work explores themes of mental health, identity, and life on the autism spectrum, blending honesty with creativity.
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