The Colors of Emotion

I can feel it as I move and breathe

Colors of my awareness and my vision

Mix with the vibrancy of a reality that surrounds

And infuses me with a resounding mission.

Colors of yellow, red, blue, green, and black

Bombard my body, mind and soul

As I feel others emotions intrude and take root

Aiming and marking me as their goal.

In my unique and unusual state of being

I absorb reactive bursts of energy from others

Constantly trying to combat and deflect it

But, alas, it conquers as it blankets and smothers.

I feel your joy, your pain, your sorrow

Your tears, your anxiety, and your laughter

As I move about you like a beacon in the night

Seeking to summon strength evermore and hereafter.

A fear of absorbing too much so fast and so quickly

Of not understanding that which I feel

Or the onslaught of emotions that jumps and abounds

Amidst the undiversified longings of the poor and genteel.

Is it a gift you ask? I don’t precisely know

Sometimes I'm sure that it feels more akin to a curse

As it drains and tears at my soul without remorse

Always finding a resting place for the seemingly perverse.

Thus is the everyday pattern and existence for me

An awareness of others' emotions which I did not seek

It fills me with many vivid colors of fervor and intensity

Making my worldly imprint strange and ever unique.