As a highly-sensitive being, I cannot help but feel it all. Over the years I have come to realise that this is a huge blessing in many ways because I can often feel what is happening in a person or in an environment long before any logical thoughts and conclusions take place. Today’s poem is all about hyper-awareness.
Inference
I feel it all
Each little stroke
The hidden depths
The words that choke
I sense it all
Each tiny hair
Don’t have me fooled
I’m too aware
I take you in
The shades of grey
I’ve always bloody
been this way
I cannot help
but feel beneath
I see your pain
I hear your grief
I notice you
We interact
Your energy
says more than facts
I see the mirrors
and the smoke
I feel it all
Each little stroke
