Vickey Rhymer Poet Free verse

I Get It

Empathic..... Taking on the pain
Of another as though
It bares your name 

Finding relationships
Wearing as you carry
Not only your load ,but theirs and the daily payload(to capacity)

Needing to isolate
to reboot as it were
from continuous energy bombardment and drain

Reaching out to comfort
The grieving
And your own heart literally aches

Dealing with those
Who live to greedily
Prey on others


Feeling emotional
Physical
Psychological pain on the daily

It's like chicken man,it's everywhere ,it's everywhere
Hope you still
Remember that guy


Wanting to help
And given the side eye
for my trouble

Intuitively knowing
What I'd
Just as soon not


Seeing the world
In
Technicolor and surround sound(full volumn) especially hateful words


Resulting in seeing IT
As both 
blessing and curse

Whichever it is
It's mine
I own it


Lock ,stock ,and predators
It's all
I've ever known

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Kevin Lawrence October 2, 2022 at 6:07 PM Wow. You're touching sensitive bones, Vicki. I know how this feels, but from another more protective view. Empathy ties me up in knots of joy or sorrow or both. Well written! Vickey Rhymer October 4, 2022 at 10:25 AM Thank you Kevin I appreciate your reading and comment.

Sand Blown May 14, 2022 at 2:21 PM ...ahhh the world....having caught a case of relativity.....situations within situations within.....bubbles...gotten by perceivers 'bubbles' and their reflections.....stan sand Vickey Rhymer May 14, 2022 at 11:40 PM Can't go horse back riding yet,still too saddle sore.I might spook the conveyance.Thanks for reading.I will think upon your words.For the record yeah it's chapped,but I 'll live.I always bounce back.That's my motto.

Timothy Ray May 14, 2022 at 4:36 AM quite accurate in almost every line....better yet what not to do when counseling BPD....Oxytocin, Mirror Neurons....lowers one's EQ to the breaking point....great job Vickey, now a retired counselor i have learned the wisdom in my poem, My Judas.... Vickey Rhymer May 14, 2022 at 11:41 PM Thanks .A Bunch.