Being An Empath
On my hands and knees I crawl around,
Feeling the pain that others have shown.
I try to describe what other peope feel like to someone like me,
But this has always been,and will always be my destiny.
To crawl around on broken glass,
Feeling their pain in present and past.
What can I do to make you feel better?
To put a smile on your face, to make you feel greater?
In Honesty and Truth I express myself to you,
But how can I explain that someone like me, knows how to Love you too?
in all that I know say and do,
I only speak what is true,
I want to hold you and say its alright,
Please my darling rest your head on my shoulder and cry.
For I feel everything that you do,
I see you you.
I feel you.
In real life I would touch your aura and read you.
And thus better able to comfort you.
Come to me because, I can honestly say that I love you....
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:For everyone.....