My mind is spinning,
Racing out of control,
I can't think clearly,
Not one thought my own,
Emotions and feelings,
Hitting me like rocks,
People silently screaming inside my head,
I can see all they hide,
I'm tired of this,
This curse that I have,
Of knowing and seeing,
Feeling and hearing,
I hate this gift,
This power I have,
So alone in the world,
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it,
Yet it saves me every time.
Author notes
This may seem a little weird, but I have no idea what psychic gift I have. So for me this is an everyday thing. Hope you all like it and don't think me too weird.
A contest entry
- Psychic by The.
450 points, ended April 28, 2007, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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Awww this is so sad but really really well written. you are very talented and Im so sorry you go through this with the psychic power! I wish you the best of luck in this contest!! keep writing


