Sometimes when I look at everyone around me I find myself constantly being in this in-between space – and there I am all alone, alone, alone.
Trembling from the sight of it
Not because of the low temperature that engulfed her
but from having his heart waver
She could not be loved in halves
She demanded only to be loved as a whole
She deserved only that much
She didn’t come this far to only be half-loved again
It hurts too much to simply be a part of something
To exist as a half and not as a whole
When you look at me
do you see what I see?
Do you see what I hoped you were seeing?
To check out if this label applies to you, read through and consider the traits described below.
- An HSP has a finely-tuned nervous system – something that is thought to be inherited.This makes them sensitive to external stimuli that the average person can ignore or filter out.
- The HSP can find the world to be emotionally and physically draining. Thus they need to retreat, and have time on their own, in order to regain their sense of inner peace. They can still cope with pressure and a busy social life – but they need space and time to renew their energy.
- The HSP has a rich inner life, and they know how they feel and the differentreasons why. Their experiences are deep, intense and meaningful. However, this can leave them feeling drained and overwhelmed.
- The HSP has a tendency towards anxiety, worry, depression, fear, guilt, disappointment, sadness and regret. They tend to see the pain in life and are rarely superficial.
- He or she can identify with other people’s pain, and they can’t shake it off and move on with their life. Instead, it tends to weigh them down and keeps on playing on their mind.
- An HSPs nervous system is over-sensitive to music, noise, light and excessive stimuli. They are more aware of pain, have a strong startle response, and are easily awakened when they fall asleep at night.
‘No, my dear,
you are not
weak for being
or “too soft.”
You are brave
your heart wide open,
and risk it get
beaten down by a world
that is often
- I Find That People Who Feel Things Very Deeply To Be Absolutely Beautiful (k.m.)
The veins in the blood that runs through my hands
They tremble in your presence
They feel cold in your touch
And all I could do was smile
When all that I felt inside
Was someone smaller than who I already was
There you go again
With your smiles and your hugs
Which felt so wrong
And yet I’d crave for it
Why is this always a constant pattern
Deserving, or not
Who’s to say?
With another lighted cigarette
I looked at it as it burns slowly, but surely
All that feels good is bad for you
And it’s bad, not simply because it is something bad
But because all good things (has to) come to an end
“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.”
- Andrew Boyd, Daily Afflictions: The Agony of Being Connected to Everything in the Universe
You ruined me
in the best way possible
And I was your willing victim
I knew you were bad for me
But I can’t stop
You’re a thrill
Your touches felt warm once in awhile
Your kisses felt like home sometimes
It’s like we enter a completely different realm every time we touch
But why couldn’t you trust me?
I would’ve loved you.