A valentine’s day poem

All these years, It still haunts me and it crosses my mind more than it should.  Being the butt of jokes; wishing I could keep my mouth shut; wanted to fix it but digging myself deeper and deeper into a hole of despair as I sat there; my feelings in full view; a sitting duck; with snipers all around me; all waiting to take their shot at me. And every time I get those feelings again; I think of that moment and I recoil; trembling in fear; a dog with a tail between it’s legs. I only blame myself. Why did I feel so deeply? Why did it hurt so bad. And why don’t I have an answer. An unresolved maze of a mystery; after all these years.

5 thoughts on “A valentine’s day poem

      1. Sensitive is you have strong emotions. Being an empath means that you literally absorb the emotions of those around you. If you find you tend to emotionally mirror those around you and the moods of the bloggers you read, you MIGHT be empathic.

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