What is your personality? I'm INTP (The Healer)
I wrote a poem about my personality. Mine is rare, sometimes I really feel out of place. Not complaining though. Not complaining! Not fitting in is a good thing for me. Less people to deal with!
INTP- Inside a healer
INTP, the healer, healing, but healed not
We are but Introverts, pacing aimlessly on a conundrum
On a two lane road, lane three drafts us aboard
The ground’s grip on our feet, brings us to a standstill
Every toe glued to pavement of loneliness’s hands
A narcissistic poisonous flower digs every thorn into a skin so sensitive
Polluting all we have built
Need I fall prey to a curse so weary,
A curse unaware of its own uncanny presence
I need not open my words, thoughts, or feelings to no one
Would they listed? Will they listen? No such trust level exists
Trust’s own descendant, deception, born the ancestor of betrayal,
Targeting my every move, destroying my every possession
Taking whatever it desires, leaving scraps of debris
We as healers, born to heal, though in question, who are our healers?
Do such miracles exists?
Characteristics cast every part in the play
Artistic: yes, creative: for sure, loving: always, fragile: unfortunately.
Who am I?
A hopeless writer, writing the ending before the beginning
A healer on a path with healers such as I
Free to chose our own path, settling only on a path of our own desires
Ordinary lives no life to us, only eccentric survives
Solitude cries our names, companionship cries in our hearts
Attention, we crave none, buried in the backyard,
not on our map, no such destination exists
We crave but one hopeless dream, only desiring authentic affection
A grudge we hold to those intentionally causing us harm,
We forgive only with proper redemption, even then with question
Our own true selves, the only versions in existence
Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, Perceiving
We properly heal, but lack proper healing