I cannot walk on broken glass

[brightrosefox]

Last night, I felt something shatter--not me.
Last night, I stepped naked on a floor covered an inch thick
With translucent rainbow shards of human glass
On my bleeding knees I scraped and sobbed and tried to gather
All the pieces I thought made sense
But my hands were sliced to red ribbons and
The low wind moaning in my head was far away.
Someone somewhere had broken
And I couldn't keep them out of my soul
I couldn't put the walls up because in that deepest part
Of my heart I have no walls
And I stood at the edge of the abyss staring down
Into someone else's screaming darkness
Fear became my own and I was frozen
I called to them without a voice but there was no sound
The wind was ice and tore my throat
I cannot reach them now and I cry with their bloody voice

What good is being an empath if you cannot help the ones who call?