It happens when you see
when you try
felt when you do nothing
known
because you cant
Its not real
because it is
more tangible to those that know the heart has hands
visible to the third eye
Its one of the first things it sees
the center of any pit of any hell
it is poison
destructive is it’s scale and can not measured by the mankind that made it
it is death claiming souls
some
never knowing they were ever alive
only knowing. . .
only wanting. . .
escape
They told you from a very
youngold
age
“Stop being so sensitive.”
As if they knew what you were sensing
As if they knew your
youngold
tears had
anyeverything
to do with them.
You don’t have to say anything
you don’t have to acknowledge
youandi feel
youandI know
IandI
youandyou
themandthem
they
were never meant to be separated
because
IandI
youandyou
themandthem
YOUANDI
WE
sense the hurt
feel the pain
of being artificially shifted upside down
continuing forever in a state that was not meant to be continually separate
was only meant to teach the fundamentals
so that the whole would greatly benefits from its wonderful and beautiful separate parts
You don’t have to say anything
You don’t have to acknowledge
You cant stop seeing it
You chose to open your third eye
You realize now that you can not shut it
You see that theirs is still turned in
You try to speak to their soul
they do not belive they have one
You try to speak to their heart
they do not know it has ears
You convince yourself that its not your responsibility
and gave up trying to explain
I know
You cant stop being so sensitive
The challenge
the quest
the struggle
the fear
the hurt
is
can
should
will
they
every know
every feel
ever
be more
©Christopher F. Brown 2013
