Empathy Poetry

The young man said, “I miss her.”

The old woman replied, “Then tell her.”

I am a walking miracle. After everything I have endured, I am still here.

I am at constant war with my mind. At times I fear it will consume me and there will be nothing left of me but this darkness inside of me. I’m afraid I shall go the same way as Plath and Hemingway in the end.

If you can’t let go of someone no matter how hard you try, the universe is speaking to you. Shut up and listen.

I have seen too many people in my life who belong together but aren’t due to one universal emotion we humans call pride.

With vulnerability comes power

With pride comes a coward

Perhaps if society made it acceptable to discuss suicide, we would have 800,000 more people on this planet called Earth.

Broken people tend to leave your heart in pieces.

In your silence, I found my answer with peace.

Thank you for breaking my heart. I’ve transformed it into art. I call it poetry.