I Am An Empath

I Am An Empath

I am an empath; as I’ve recently learned;
inhaling the feelings of others;
it’s only a gift; it cannot be earned;
a link to all sisters and brothers.

It’s a mysterious energy; most surreal;
whether it be love, or wrath;
the feelings of others; I also feel;
such is the role of an empath.

Being an empath; is a gift and a curse;
it’s like an internal thought;
when I sense others sad; I feel worse;
it’s a gift, not often sought.

This gift brings a hint to life’s duality;
a hint we’re all are interconnected;
sharing our feelings; brings mutuality;
from harm, each soul is protected.

Inhaling sadness from a sister or brother;
limits the sadness they feel;
inhaling the joy from a special lover;
makes that love more surreal.

As an empath; I have no love of my own;
though I feel connections to others;
my life nearly past; I’ve become all alone;
no one else wants lonely lovers.

Emotions flow faster than sound or light;
mere emotions don’t make a lover;
as I’ve been taught, on each lonely night;
lonely empaths are treated as a brother.

Monty 4.15.26. # 3,251