Alchemists

I have trouble being around other people
because all I can do is feel them.
I feel their pain, their embarrassment,
ego, and triumphs.
A good person will shut me down immediately.
A terrible one will leave me wounded and
ashamed for weeks.

But the worst case...
oh hell.
The worst case scenario is encountering
someone whose presence engulfs me.
I love them.
I can't move because I am captured by their
very being.
And their being is big.
I can feel every vibration pulsing through
their body.
Their thoughts.
It's eating me alive and all I can do
is sit quietly while I scream from
inside.
Those people don't seem to stay in my life
for very long.
They think I'm dumb.
Simple minded with no thoughts, or personality.
They eat me alive and all I can do is
sit quietly while I scream from
inside.

In a perfect world, I would tell them of how
they cause me to think about
how the ocean sounds when it crashes in to
rocks.
How I hear the fever-waves over and over as they walk out of
the room.
And I become the ocean spilling in to the center of
their couch.
Fucking alchemists.