Thought it as a curse,
Being able to feel so deeply,
Able to get in someone else’s shoes,
To feel the pain like they do,
Oh these emotions,
Making me mad,
Am I fragile,
Should be handled with care?
Then one day it shattered,
The cage I made,
Boom!
All gone,
The only thing stood ,
Unharmed,
Me,
I knew it was a gift not pain…
The gift or curse of empathy beautifully presented.
To find that gift through pain – how delicately put! Beautiful!
“Then one day it shattered/the cage I made.” I love this line and poem. Fantastic imagery and life lessons learned. It’s amazing the cages our defense mechanisms build to protect us-unwittingly. Well done! I love this and hope you submitted this!
Love the cage shattering! Deep!
Sorry Ingrid, that wasn’t a reply to your comment! just fat fingers typing in the wrong box🤦🏻
I think all of us sensitive types can relate to this poem. I love the sentiments expressed here and then the realization that the ‘burden’ is a ‘gift’! So powerful!