Empathy

They are like birds of prey who nibble and peck,
These echoes of feelings, sensations and pains,
At the edge of consciousness they ceaselessly wreck,
The soul of the sufferer laden in chains,

 

Oh how foolish has she been,
To yearn for a sight so true and keen,
To peer trough the mask of lies and deception,
That would forever change her perception,

 

At first she thought it the greatest gift,
Expecting the torrent of love so pure and swift,
Magnified hundredfold was her ignorant awareness,
When the truth finally struck, she found herself helpless,
In a morass of loneliness,

Photo by Lars

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