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Silby lline Sep 2015
I wish it were easy to forget
the nice things, such small things and yet
one nice word keeps me hanging on
I forget all of the things you've done wrong
Those times when you called me a *****
and all of that nasty *******.
When you smile, your words get swept under
and I forget that the bad guy exists.

Your soul is so weak it seeks me to defeat
and I allow it to win every time.
I'm a sucker for every punch line.
You couldn't know how I feel
or maybe you do and you're loving the deal
I never stay angry for long
with me you can have what ever you want.
So now when you pick up my calls
I'll know its not me that you're wanting at all
Just a promise of somebody there
And me, silly me - I love you
and you -
Just love,  how much I care.
moss Jul 2015
I don't know how to describe
But they all seem to inscribe
Their every pain on me

Whenever someone feels down
I just kind of start to frown
But they will never see

I know it doesn't make sense
My feelings are so intense
And they drive me crazy

What I feel is much deeper
The cliff doesn't get steeper
Will I ever be free?
Struggles of an empath... It's very difficult to describe in words, but when I say I know how someone feels, I say it in all seriousness. I may not know how to express my feelings, but they're there. I kind of just soak up people's emotions unconsciously. Like, there will be someone who walks in the room who's in a bad mood, and I just kind of feel horrible without even realizing someone has walked in. Call me weird, but I can't help it. I may never say anything, but I know. And that's weird. But then my mind gets so clouded by other people's emotions that I'm not always sure how I actually feel... wow, I'm too complicated. Oh well.
Perri Jun 2015
I refuse to make any eye contact with strangers
Because for that split second,
We are connected.
I penetrate into their soul
And sense everything that has ever,
And will ever,
happen to them;
I feel far too much
And it is beyond overwhelming.
Lunar Luvnotes Jan 2015
Intake warm breeze
as chest expands
Like a tequila shot
Slammed
Top shelf tequila...
A more enduring
Sobering
Variety of elixir
Oxygen and energy ringing

Integrity intact
Confidence withstands
Through chaos and madness
I AM a glorious being
We ARE shining out
into the galaxy

Can't you see?
Only by running on
Spiritual fumes of evermore
Can we truly be
All we were meant
Without a penny spent

The universe expands
Fills up every pore
of pink lung
Feeding blood as
it wraps around
My heart squeezing out
Every ounce of
Stamina and love

Exhale air of hope
So grateful to it
Swirling up
My being bowed down
in reverence
Indebted to it
the atmosphere

The same breeze
Engulfs birds in the trees,
Who drink it up,
Singing sweetly
Sure beats man-made
Intoxication any day
of the week
Don't you think?

The best highs
of this life
are beautifully
Intrinsically
Deceivingly
Free

Go forth!
Spread your wings
Spanning from
Past to future
Fly to sights unseen!
Soar the currents of today
Right up to the heavens
Dear friends!

I'll be perched
Waiting for your faces
in the branches of Serenity,
Chirping hymns of Love
"Empaths Anonymous" series, what was formerly known as my "Moonchild" series. Because empaths more often than not are addictive personalities. I'm not in this mindstate just yet but am sober and wrote this to inspire myself to stay that way. Oneday... I will throw my whole heart and being into sobriety happily.
Lunar Luvnotes Dec 2014
Bathed in her light,
Mother Moon holds my sight.
"Isidora" of my series "Moonchild" Isidora is Greek for gift of Isis. I'm Catholic and everything...but um I'm pretty sure the ****** mother is based on the original ****** mother, Isis. Jesus is to us what Hathor was to ancient Egypt. They have the same bday I think, and died at the same age and born of a ******. Anyway the ****** Mother, Mother Earth, whoever you connect to the moon, the moon itself! This is what gifts access to the universal anima, the subconscious, our souls, other realms. Along with Neptune, Pluto,  Jupiter and Uranus. But the moon is who really speaks in images. Which is why moonchildren, aka Cancer the crab, the Mother of the zodiac is also the clairvoyant of the zodiac. I'm Mars in Cancer. If u have the Moon placed dominantly anywhere in your Natal chart you probably paint deep visuals. If you are run on moonbeams, you are naturally gifted clairvoyance, now according to me, also known as Isidora, the gift of Isis.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2014
Poets dig up thoughts  .  .  .
From much higher than themselves,        
  .  .  .  Yanking subconscious.

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