Empathy

my hands above my head

my head hitting a bed

my smile turning wide

i feel my dress slide

i feel a soft kiss

taking a big risk

i open my eyes

to the lies

my hips swaying

my values weighing

the head clears

through the tears

i dance in grace

in open space

feeling the violaters

the desacrators

my sympathy

to my empathy

feelin sorry for

the ones broken

and torn

the ones mourn

against my mind

I crossed a line

a hold on those

the ones who pose

that fake the secrets to hide

the ones who" denied"

the fakers to this day

the problems that inlay

lying without a care

dealinig with your guilt i cant bear

feel the lies tight

this isnt right

my sympathy

to my empathy

my feeling of depression

the hate of repression

the sadness of a part

pain of a broken heart

the tast of intoxicating

the view of illuminating

candles inside a room

lost in doom

wish it to fade

into the shade

pant and wake

my body shakes

just a dream

for my next poem scheme......