Updated: Apr 30
Sometimes we depart in silence,
Not out of detesting,
But because we couldn’t see their tears fall.
In the same manner, they saw ours.
It’s a strange dichotomy of an empath
What else did the world expect,
At the price of two drops of murmur,
Five drops of honey,
A pinch of spice,
And saponaceous consistency.
From the descendants of Jung, Freud, and Paul.
*Reference made to Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, and Paul Ekman