Running from Myself

Oh, I ran away
from my very emotions
so I wouldn’t feel.

Oh, I would not feel
but it is essential to feel
we are all human.

I am an empath
I feel so very deeply
I can’t turn it off.

I am an empath
People view it as a gift
It’s more like a curse.

I am an empath
I wish to give it away
put me out to sea

The world needs us now
Now more than every before
Before it’s too late

It is not a quirk
It is who you are inside
I am an empath

I am not special
I’m one of many out there
I’m spreading my gift.

For you, for me and
The whole fucking world out there
They need the empaths

More than they could possibly know.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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