I guide you
We walked to a private field
and miles away from the city
We closed our eyes and
take deep breaths.
Suddenly our breath is outside
and in a desperate coup d'etat
the wind blows us right off our feet
So spiraling out of control.
I soar higher.
Stiff as ever and
you tightly hold my hand,
scared that you will fall
to your death below.
I tell you to calm down and
open up your heart.
And miles above the world,
you hear someone cry out.
So I turn to you and explain
that this exhilarating
flight is caused by them.

and as response to your
puzzled look I say,

The sound you are hearing is honesty;
that is the only sound that can
make it way up here.
They cry out because they are experiencing
the most honest part of life ever:
The moment before Death...
and as an empath I have been blessed with
the responsibility of soothing their
restless souls, in this; their most
desperate time of need.
And stars
and clouds.
and gods and angels watching me
frantically fly from charge to charge.
DYING HUMANS DESPERATE!!

{{I wrote this almost one month ago, and despite it's prose-y sound was meant to be a free-verse about Empathy. Writing a poem from this first person POV was odd to say the least which is why I am requesting feedback. I have whole gallery of works and as soon as I find a proper place for shameless self promotion you lot will be the first to know}}

Great work! like the above, i also enjoy first person pov, it's what i'm good at.
something i've always gotten positive comments on is the amount of imagery i put into the poems.
great way to do that is close your eyes, imagine what you're writing, where it is, what the weather feels like, are there any smells you can detect, warmth of the sun? what your clothes feel like, maybe you smell something you dont like.

keep up the awesome poetry! the imagery is just something i personally like, maybe you can write one loaded with it lol i'd love that.

Good luck!