Thoughts of an Empath

I am tired of being broken
Being held together by a string
of emotions
that if one is strummed
an echo in my soul
hums a mournful sound
and all around look to see
the one who has been
walking on eggshells
for the sake of her own soul
Who has an empathetic insight
Who can fix everyone
but her self
She give and gives
but doesn't know how
to express her own
longing
to feel complete

I am tired of being broken
worn down by mixed
and damaged emotions
with my head slightly tilted
towards my heart
that has exploded
with other peoples sorrow
and hasn't even
begun to sort through
my own
I don't want to be a burden
I don't want to cry
when someone genuinely
asks me if I'm okay
but maybe that's
the only person
who may ask me
this month
or this season
if you don't want to hear
than please do not
wade into
the waters of my storm
and the tragedies of my thoughts
and please do not
pretend to understand,
Because the more I've seen
the more I lose understanding
of what the fuck this world
is supposed to be
and why everyone
can't just get past themselves
maybe because then
they would give parts
of their hearts away
and end up broken
writing silly little poems
to no one
in attempt to heal.