What do you guys think of my free verse poem?

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Zeyd the strong endured and then flourished
He was a happy boy in his early days
Then came the boom
And everything was torn and thrown and set ablaze
And he tried to set off the flames when everything was in it
The family clawed and hissed and was torn apart
His school did not understand his mental disorders
The medicine started to take its toll
And then he burrowed deep
And made himself numb to the pain
He planned and planned
Telling himself and the shadows of the others, in the echoes with charm
I am better than you
I will defeat you
You are nothing to be afraid of
He slicked and twisted everthing around like a gangster
He fought and fought all who opposed
Never trusting a soul
He did everything which was physically possible
Not convienient
He adapted to everything around
Got used to the misery, to the point that it wasn’t misery
He snarled at all who gave him a dirty look
He bit anyone who didn’t feed his heart
Because he remembered being starved until he was almost dead
And only through this he would start to change
After the basic reaction was made, the trigger would be set
He would start to soften and trust the idealists
He made the hatred ease the tension
By making it all the more desirable to make up
And making the others around oh so tired
What a twister he was
Everything started to settle
He weeded out the bad
Hauled in the good
Hunted after it, but tried not to look like a desperate hungry soul
He started to go to his relatives
Finally he got love
His wounds started to heal with time and the settling of the boom
When nothing was there to hurt him
When everything dangerous was set apart from him
When experience, no matter how painful, sorted itself out
And he finally taught himself right and wrong
And healed from his trial and error pain as well
He turned into a successful young man
And all of this unconsciously
For his unconscious pulled the strings, arranged the puzzle
And his identity was not in the ideas
But in the events, feelings, and forces
And the external forces made him will what he willed
Is there free will?
That is a different question

An accurate description of the journey that is Asperger's--the good, the bad, and the very, very ugly...then, some healing, or at least a beginning of healing....

Your ability to evoke images is incredible.