Empathy is amazing
but hurts because I’m stuck saving
saving the ones who follow the demons
talking in their head
they think they need meds
when they really just need to look up
I’m not the one to pucker up
but I love humanity
sometimes drains my humanity
my sanity
I get so soft
for the sob stories
for the ones “lost”
when some really just need blood
drain my energy
I fill with vanity
the lies are feeding me
but also feeding on me
I become blood thirsty
and nothing is ever golden
everything black
colors become words
words copied on paper
copied on trees
blank fluorescence
that once used to fill me with curiosity
I see it
through the leaves
the beauty
the light
I see my humanity
I see me
The girl I was proud of
She guides me
Through my home
Tennessee breezes
And the smell of pine trees.