I Am Empath


I Am Empath.

I recall the day it happened.
I was no more than a child.
Standing by my mothers side,
my emotions running wild.

Overcome by sadness,
I would come to one day know.
This so called gift that I received
would one day start to grow.

Now I can feel the words you speak,
and hear the words you don’t.
I can sense the things you’ll do,
although you swear you won’t.

I can see your troubled soul
by looking in your eyes.
I can somehow find the truth
behind great walls of lies.

I can sense but not explain
this storm where you are hurled.
I can see by how you walk
you’re shouldering the world.

Not something that I asked for,
not some silly game I play.
Sometimes my heart is broken
a hundred times a day.

I’ll feel somewhere a broken mind.
We’ll talk for just awhile.
And I can see the things they hide
behind their broken smile.

So if someday sometime we meet
don’t fear what I might see. 
The story told is yours to tell
and your secrets safe with me.

Edwin C Hofert
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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