God cursed me with foresight and empathy
I know the pain that will be felt
And I get to see it coming
Like looking down the barrel of a rifle
And the pain shoots straight into my chest

I'm going to fall in love
I'm going to feel the force,
the full weight of emotion

I have a gift
Connecting words
Sewing stories into tapestries
I can write the future
And I dye it with ink

You can see something in the way the light hits each individual word
Intricate and hurried but never rushed
You see my story
You see where the lines are crossed
Where paths intertwine and diverge

Never were there deeper wounds
Than those cut by keen insight
Those are they which cannot be healed with time or love
Only held together by hope
Bandaged by the courage to persevere