Empathic Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Patterns forming, eliciting a genuine creativeness, innately mine.
Examining every particle as it blends with exacting rhymes.
Tactfully relating to others what they might be doing that hurts another human being.
Probing into someone else's thoughts just by feeling them inside.
It forms a definite knowing as it gels, and I can write from it exactly who or what they're feeling, or seeing.
As an empathic, a lot of times feeling the turmoil of another and writing it down for them to read and talk about.
Eliciting tears and finally a freedom from the baggage they've been carrying around for years.