Silent Shadows of an Empath

Welcome to my...own personal...hell.

A quiet storm I cast myself under,

Carrying burdens that no words can tell.

I wear their sadness like a second skin,

Absorbing pain, where do I begin?

Hidden scars beneath a shining mask,

Every yearning, every task.

They never see the parts I hide,

Lost in shadows deep inside.

I give my all but never enough,

Drowning in this endless bluff.

I'm an empath, a silent thief,

Stealing sorrow, bearing grief.

All their darkness, I consume,

No respite, no safe room.

Pieces of me that rarely show,

Broken bits they’ll never know.

Healing never, just more scars,

Rebuilding 'neath the fading stars.

They never see the truth I hide,

Battles raging deep inside.

I stand strong, I push away,

Burnout’s kiss, every day.

I'm an empath, a silent thief,

Stealing sorrow, bearing grief.

All their darkness, I consume,

No respite, no safe room.

How to turn the tide, how to unplug,

From this endless draining drug.

Searching for the empty space,

A moment’s peace, a quiet place.

Welcome to my...own personal...hell,

A silent cry, a desperate call.

But maybe someday I’ll find the light,

Break these chains and take flight.