The curse

Is feeling others a curse or a blessing?
Moralists won’t lie for sure.
As jelly I’m still trembling and guessing
Somewhere out of the shore.

Atmosphere’s like a beast tremendous.
It’s tearing me down again.
There’s no chance to find a defender
Where is someone to remain?

Where is an ancient who knows every boner
Foresees and casts mighty spells?
I dream of a remedy near the corner
To ruin hostile citadels.

To tame beast tremendous with astral exposure,
To force it like snakes start to sing.
The question’s about elusive composure
I still cannot play on its strings.

No matter how far I go in the darkness
I’ll sense other’s worries so clear.
I wish I could be tranquil and heartless
Then it will be the death of me.

I know all of these heterogeneous feelings
Would fill up my mind, burn my skin.
Who knows how to get rid off them? As they’re killing
The huge part of me and still win.

22/11/2022