You are a universe but not universal,
You are an Island not eater but things encompass you,
Your,my sense of emotional reality is a variant,
Like an equation,
Numeral in depth,
Nomical in discription,
As an Empath I pick up emotions,
Like the old expression on bad apple ruins my temper,
Like an anvil I can only work when tempered.
Try to stay clear negativity,
At times,
Like a rush of water from a water fall,
I tell myself don’t part with temper,
CPSD nervous,can not be too close,
Inside I run and hide,
I do nothing well,
Fear consume me,
…My half sister did that to mom and me,
When I’m fearful,
Escape mode,
I surround myself with me,
No radio or YouTube on,
Sit in my chair,
More lop,
And write,
Pity those who flood my realm with negativity,
I mentally hang a sign,
Poets out,
Come again another day!
