Cursed..
Cursed; this ridiculous life of mine
Barely ever smiles or shines
In the tedious ripple I struggle
With no guide nor sign
Enough with the anger,
Enough with the solitude!
Where to sneak? Where to hide?
It’s there stalking my shivering light
Dragging me to a hideous thunderstorm
And the chains chocking me to the bone!
Ambiguous figures speak in no tone
Decide to what path I shall move on
Stabbing daggers and demolishing souls
No mercy, no concern
Just monsters claiming sustain
And I hardly pull it through
Empty as the heart of a grieving widow
Cracked like the surface of an arid meadow
Will my soul ever bloom?
Or shall I escape this gloom?
Horrible things happen.. that’s true
But it hurts when it hits in two!
Throughout the fields I maneuver
And I wish not to get caught in a corner
