Swallower of Darkness

Call me when things are just wrong
It doesn’t matter if we haven’t talked so long
My gift; my curse is complete empathy
So much deeper than hollow sympathy
Let me swallow some of your darkness
The things that make others heartless
I will alleviate some of that horrible pain
Hear the things that seem insane
Words you don’t feel you can share with everyone else
Knowing that with me you can truly be yourself
I don’t judge you but try to allow you to heal
I’ll even take some of the pain so it’s less you have to feel
When things are better, you feel more normal again
You will act as though we are not close friends
I am here to serve a purpose, like a tool
To expect anything else only makes me a fool
I don’t know how much more darkness I can swallow
What will come the next time I follow
I guess it doesn’t really matter until I am gone
What will you do then when things go wrong


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I'm turning 40 in April 2017... So much seems to have happened and changed. I guess I am feeling I should have it figured out by 40, but does anyone every really have it all figured out?

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