I sometimes wonder, am I wrong?
Am i wired faulty,
do I have a genetic mutation a
For no matter how hard I try,
I cannot see the world through
Words fail to slip from my tongue in
control of another,
I do not perceive a finishing line
that I must cross, or a spiritual path
that I must bless. I will not use my
gift to harm others…No matter what
weakness I know to be true, never will
I use them to hurt another like you.
My fault lays within, it’s the power to feel,
when pain has been felt,
it changes your view.
a malfunction of sorts,
to perceive beyond normal thoughts,
it’s a burden I carry into each day,
to know the reasons for what others say
is the reason I rise at the break of each day.
Karen Hayward ©2017
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