Gypsy's Words

Empath… I ruminate incessantly about this secret I must hide, not knowing what to do because my private world and the mundane would disastrously collide.  Very few can understand and even less can relate, I would be considered strange being by all my piers, if it was known, the rarity of my state. Amongst my own in hushed tones it is discussed but more times than not silence is kept as a must, Where can I turn to, who do I trust?  Those I have told turn their back me and run.  So in silence I keep my plait, some see it as a blessing from the creator or some such yet for others I am insane      or cursed, by something unholy  touched, this has alienated me from anyone  that I could have loved, never honestly being myself or able to open up. In my daily rat race,  a facade I maintain,  a cool exterior of just another plain Jane  yet if I had been born in another time, another era,  I would have certainly burned at the stake. I have sought to understand  the def

 “Amare in Veritas” I will love in truth, fore there is no other way       to express the emotions that within me congregate,       they cannot continue, because they are sincere,       to be hidden away in silence and genuine fear.             Could there possibly be a more despicable site,       than one uses love to expand his/her own vise?       I cannot, will not be part of such dalliances,         casual romantic or sexual relationships, frivolous advances.             This isolates me, I know, in a liberal society it seems old       but truthful love can never be bought, sold       or bartered for, it will withstand the test of time       and honestly, a love like this is magically sublime.             I will love in truth till the end of my life,       to do otherwise is to be a hypocrite and unkind,       it puts a stain on my soul I cannot bare       and leaves the brand of “uncaring” there.             I will love in truth till the heralding of my la