Sight

However it started, that's no longer my concern.  I always knew i was better at feeling and writing than expressing.  I've ruined relationships because of this.  I felt truths and lies even when I was being verbally told something different.  I figured it was just excellent intuition...until the visions started.

Friends, family, strangers, whether I knew them deeply, lightly or not at all.  I realised I no longer needed to even as much as talk to someone before I could feel...and see.  I just had to be close enough or just be able to stare at them for a while.  I always considered myself shy, even though I had quite an active extra curricular life growing up but I always shut down in crowds.  I just wrote it off as shyness but what I was hiding was my true gift.  Do you know how disturbing it is to hear the inside of someone screaming like a tortured phoenix yet not one word is coming out of their mouth? To know when it's time to leave the presence of an individual when no circumstance warranted it? Or to spend tireless effort to help a stranger with something that no one in their own life even understood to recognize?

I'd come home drained or leave a location like a bat out of hell (even though I drive fast anyway but there was that extra need to leave), or spend countless hours waiting on someone to finally change something in their life when they didn't even know I was thinking about them. I know...depressing...but the few times I've managed to help someone, makes all the anonymous wasted energy worth it.  The visions became more frequent once I accepted this gift.  But I'm still at the stage where I don't know what to do with these visions.  I started drawing them but I knew having the drawn images in my home would materialize their presence.  So yet again I resort to the pen, to move them from the forest of my mind to the prison of digital ink and paper so I can sleep at night.

Needless to say I will not be mentioning the owners of these images for that is between them and I.  Even they themselves are unaware of what I saw, in them, on them and around them.  My Empath abilities are acute to where I can see the emotional and the spiritual, allowing me to be able point a finger or at least to personify the root of someones emotional state.  I'm not sure if I should warn you, just know that these are real.