Unattainable to them
are the gifts they want
Unlikable likely I am
I have the gifts they want to flaunt
Yet the horrendous visions I see
at the same time I can’t breathe
nor am I able to blink
is nothing to be lucky for I think
The infinitive universe
with it’s dimensional layers
To be plain out there?
Or to be in a plane out there?
Then
now and later
Quantum Physics?
But is it?
These thoughts you must cater
I can see
I can smell
I can touch
I can feel
I can taste
This extra 6th sense
is what they all think they have
it’s what they think they can give
And it’s what they think they can take
Call it pseudoscience
Call it fake
If the eye of Horus opens on its own
than its divine fate
waking it up yourself
Big mistake
No longer are you in control
Unlocking and opening that gate
Only those chosen
have that extra eye to see
glimpses into what everyone misses
Hidden clues beyond your views in reality
the extra touch to heal someone’s dismal mentality
whose wired come nights moon
Can’t sleep, yet spent and tired
knowing morning’s sun comes soon
It’s the extra taste of animism
sometimes typed in magic realism
The dreaded extra sense to feel
one’s emotions plus
their physical pain like it’s real
Like looking at this guy
in the pharmacy line up ahead
with a sling
slung around his left wing
waiting for prescription meds
suddenly you have a new injury waiting to heal
Being an empath is unreal
Every day I try to ward off
the feelings and pain I’ll start to feel
from random people I don’t even know
with an empathy blocking shield
Getting sick because something really bad
is so close to happening
It’s not a gift to smell tragedy
before horror comes collapsing
Family and friends will avoid you
If they come around be careful with them
they’re playing pretend
Because they can’t get over on you
Knowing you can’t ever be bent or made a fool
Nothing about or these so called gifts are cool
These prophetic gifts
have brought more fears
more angst and tears
than it has bliss and spiritual lifts
through all these years
Nobody liked or believe Jesus
He was hurt and got cursed
just trying to prove it in his words
This 6th sense you may think it’s great
having it all on your psyche plate
Only to be extra sensitive to everything
while being drenched
Inside these paranormal trenches
These prophetic gifts?
Trust me
No one wants this shit
Poetry
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I like how you compare empathics with psychics. Many psychologists now believe that humans have more than five senses. Among them are intuition and empathy. Empaths are particularly interesting because, as you’ve described, they literally feel what you’re feeling. They’re actually a minority of people. Well done!