The Gift

We don’t live an ordinary life, you and me, But with a battle in ourselves every day. It’s so unfair this burden we bare, People will never understand the life we have. We struggle to keep our emotions under control. And not to get involved, With others’ pain, we try to refrain, But it drag us in like a magnet. Their hurt hits us like fragments in our souls. They are the seekers, And we the keepers of their secrets we have to hold. We listen and tried our best to give advice, Sometimes their pain hurts us more than they realized. You tried to block it out, Not to hear the silent cries and shouts. But unfortunately is not that easy, For an empath to control their feelings. Many times we cried in silence too, Because this is not what we had choose. It’s a gift that we received, To help others in need.