Truth Bomb

There is a hidden truth that I keep inside to hide it from the light of day.
It keeps me safe inside myself than to face the ridicule of you.
Everytime I look in the mirror I hate the face I see.
Everytime I want for something I hate the want I feel.
Everytime I hide myself for fear of you I hate me just a bit more.
I know what I am, I know what I want.
To feel safe.
To feel love.
To feel peace.
To feel free.
But I'm not am I?
I won't ever be right?
I won't ever feel love?
How would I know?
How will I be free?
How will I feel safe?
How do I stop feeling what you feel?
Why can't I give back the gift that keeps me hurting?
When do I get to be free from all it?
When do I stop feeling  your pain, your fear, your loss?
Must I really die to get rid of it?
Is there not some way I can stop it?
No.
I have been given a "Gift from God".
I must bare the pain of others.
I must carry it with me as if I am weighted.
I must take it from you if I can so you can be free.
Because I am the empath, I am the ?