It is always here.
Burdening my shoulders.
It is always here.
Burdening my body.
It is always here.
Burdening my soul.
The weight of struggles.
The weight of the world.
It is heavy. It is constant. It is everywhere.
Each day brings more weight.
Each day brings more pain and fear.
Watching a crisis unfold before my eyes.
The weight of the empathic 'curse'.
It is heavy.
I feel it all. Everything.
Fear is overwhelming as I watch everything... crumble.
Every day it gets heavier.
Life as we know it is changed forever.
War against freedom for all or just the select few rages.
So many are blind... They refuse to see.
It's is so very heavy.
The empath feels it all.
Anger. Fear. Hate. Sorrow. Pain.
It is too much.
It is too heavy.
It is too much weight.
About the Creator
Luna Verity
I've been in love with the written word since my youth. Forever the starving writer, therefore tips are greatly appreciated ♥
I am omnisexual & happily polyamorous.
Author. Freelancer. Witch. Herbalist. Reiki Master. Diviner. ♥
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Comments (1)
I feel it too. You’re not alone.