Tense

  

 

“Tense”

 

Being an empath is not empathy.

Empathy sharing a painful experience.

Being an empath gives no course or cause for ingress,

An empath is having no auditory or visual stimulation,

Of someone else’s feeling lacking context.

Without ever having any egress.

  

I simply feel,

Without pause.

Only to react,

Without cause.

 

An Empath feels,

But has no rational of pause,

Nor a sense sound or of smell,

Compelled to find the cause.

  

Like a fire,

With no ignition,

No reason,

To ignite or interact.

 

I rarely find.

A cause let alone a reason.

At least from my perspective.

Relevance carries no season.

 

I can hope to help the troubled,

Come close enough to engender,

To offer comfort,

To hopefully offer trust.

 

I believe that to be my obligation.

I have always reached out to a heart, a spirit, even a soul.

Who has been in fear,

A deep fear of losing something near.

 

And for every time I have reached out.

There has been a person who was in need.

Nearly every time I was able to identify,

Often it was me that caused them to speak.

 

To let them unburden, or release.

Does that make me see?

For any god’s sake I think no.

These things are not for me to know.

 

If you can try to comprehend.

If you even, try to understand.

I have helped many with what I say,

Never really understanding my hand.

But I did it anyway.

 

I know I am an empath,

I know I am more at my core.

But I am tired and I do not want to be any of it.

Anymore.

 

No longer,

It makes no rational sense.

I do not want to be this in this,

Or in any past, future or present,

Tense.

 

Dg

Danny Gunter