Running Waters
Look into the future,See the past,
Feel emotions bombarding you from every direction.
At the end of the day it's all the same.
My mind running in a thousand different directions,
Never slowing down.
The one thing that soothes me is the sound of running water.
The water calms and soothes
Washing the tension and stress away.
It runs freely.
I want that freedom.
Freedom from the problems of a world who is obvlivious of me.
a world who would see me as a witch.
Freedom from everyones problems but my own.
I never asked for my gift,
It was freely given,
I will freely give it back when God calls for it.
It can be a blessing and curse.
I consider it both.
The running waters are the only thing that soothes this gift.
Be careful there are other like me.
We can crawl into your head and sense dark secrets.
We know what you feel.
We can even tell who you really are deep inside.
You can't hide from us.
Most of us chose not to use our gifts.
Those who do then we endure a lonely life.
Hiding our true selves from others.
Fearing discovery,
Fearing insanity,
Enjoying the sounds of the running waters which soothe and cleanse.
Be careful what you wish for it may not be what you want.
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