Empath- A Poem By Nia Rose

It’s those nights,

the ones that seem to stretch

like an old rubber band

that I wish my heart 

wasn’t made of paper.

How easy it is 

to leave lasting imprints

that stain my soul.

I am easily marked, 

impossible to erase.

With every interaction, 

I am a piece of someone else. 

I take their violent reds, 

tragic blues,

and envious greens 

and blend them into 

a picture so grotesque, 

it would bring anyone to tears.

Author: niarosewrites

Hey! My name’s Nia Rose and I love to write, or more like I need to write. Yes, I’m one of those writers who possess that voracious yearning to create. I realized early on this urge wasn’t going away so I decided to embrace it and devote my time to being a professional writer. I wanted to create a space where I could freely post my work and experiment with different genres. My main areas of focus are poetry, fiction, and creative non-fiction. My goal is to continue growing as a writer and to create content people will enjoy!

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