Heaven and Hell

One day I am in heaven with contentment
The sun everywhere warming me up
Daffodils follow me through the yard
Giggling as they make friends with the violets
Then something happens

I stub my toe, I break a finger,
A grizzly bear eats my arm off.
Bam. I am in hell, angry, sorrowful, keening and wailing.
I have found your arm! My mother says.
I do not believe it. Determined to stay in hell.

Yes, this is how fast my mood shifts.
Monday great, Tuesday completely unbearable.
Wednesday morning terrific, Wednesday afternoon suicidal.
It is the curse of the empath, and I am keenly aware. 
Brutally keenly aware.  

Surely you can change that, someone says.
Someone with no sensitivity in their entire body.
Someone I hate more today than I ever loved them yesterday.
Yes, it is that fast.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Wolf Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 11:06 PM
If this is the curse of an empath, then I am surely blessed. ~ ABC-path
Krutsinger Avatar
May 14, 2020 at 1:22 AM
it can be.
Mishra Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 12:16 AM
Indeed the curse of an empath! We can never stay aloof from the tiniest changes around us, even a flick in emotions or actions can send streams of thoughts through our cells. I love this one. :)
Krutsinger Avatar
May 14, 2020 at 1:22 AM
Thank you Aditi. I thought you might.
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