Uplifted

That sad looking  stranger who sits all alone,
In a room  full  of  people, yet a world  of  their  own,
You can't help  but  notice, intuition  your  guide,
You have  to  approach  them  to  see  what's  inside,
Like a magnet they  pull you, they need you to heal,
And as you start  talking, their  feelings  you  feel,
Understanding  with  a  depth  that  you  just  can't  explain, 
With every word  spoken  you  feel  all  their  pain,
As they share their  sad story so  open  and  free, 
You soak up their  feelings, they're yours now you  see, 
But that's only  one of an empath's main traits, 
When next to that person filled  with  anger  and  hate, 
Anxiety  sets in, you're starting to shake, 
Your  energy drains and stomach  now  aches, 
A curse or a gift, are you  punished  or blessed?
I have a gut feeling  it's  a  special  life  test, 
Meditation  the key and a point I must share, 
Especially  for  empath's  who's  boundaries  aren't  there, 
My perception  has  changed  now, I feel  I've  been  gifted, 
I feel  privileged  to  witness  a person  uplifted