Being weird always got me into trouble. Yes, I have to admit I am different and this I may curse, or just accept.

From my early years I learnt that closing my eyes could only make me see
Turning my back did not stopped the harm on me

I was the different kid
Future of others I could see

The spirits of the death were my friend when the unaware living bullied me
I was cast out of life

Now I try to feel blessed and not cursed
Hoping to have my fate reversed

Bright happiness for others I see
But a black hole for me

Maybe it is alright I do not see my own fate
For grief as been my part

The living play with my heart and make me long for the other side
But I feel a lust for life to stay in this hell

All things must happen for a reason
I just pray for a better day

I still love myself in all of this
And let my heart flow to others

My love is unconditional as it flows
Even if it meets dead ends

Still there is one that inspires me
A man that reminds me of me

I love him dearly like myself
Like he is my soul’s other half

But I know that I might never be in his arms
Like another woman is

I do like to know her and love her as well
Because she is the woman I would like to be

But I can feel nothing on her
I can only feel my own heart’s grief

My spirit and soul recognize a long lost kindred in him
My body is just longing to follow the other two

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