I absorb it all. all. of. it.
It's just who I have always been.
I cannot say that it has ever
been easy, and to be honest,
I have wished it away many times.
To amputate the very thing in me
that makes compassion out of
every human emotion. the feeler
in me says that I was meant to
turn your tears into my own
wild-flowing streams. but the
thinker in me knows that love
takes a toll. that empathy can be
enormously exhausting. and that
putting myself in everybody else's
shoes is both a blessing and a curse.
but yet I, with all of my might,
cannot undo it.
it is as much of who I am as the skin
that wraps around my bones and the
blood that courses through these veins.
and after everything this body has given,
yes even the hard and tiresome things,
who I had to invite this oh so precious
part of me.
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The Silent
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way. *Please feel free to leave feedback and suggestions in the comments, thx...
