The energy of me
often times overpowering
on paper even more so
in person
with no practice
or intent at all
and to it are
others attracted
in all forms and fashions
wanting to feel what
this feeling makes them feel
pulling, pushing, parading
anything to be in range
of the energy of me
thinking only of themselves
thinking they think the best
of me
however oblivious
to the essence of me
they remain
it is not of their concern
for it is not who I am
that defines why they come to me
but more what I am
and I do for them
so stripped am I
of balance as my energy
continuously is fed upon
unable to be replenished
until my essence ceases to be
the hidden treasure
that no one bothers to even look for
and is recognized as what it is
that what completes me
and the only way
to truly love me
because anything else
is just taking
all of my
energy

and not loving me at all

in fact

it's just killing
me