These C U R S E S

Here is another poem, I hope you will enjoy :) To read my story 'Alone In The Dark' you can go to Wattpad or Booksie (in 3 parts on booksie) - you know if you want

These C U R S E S

I've been cursed with memory.

Of a broken tragedy.

Without a remedy.

To bring me clarity.

I've been cursed with a heart.

That falls apart.

When shot with a dart.

Of love's twisted art.

I've been cursed with a soul.

That bleeds a gaping hole.

Where words echo.

Silence consumed whole.

I've been cursed with a mind.

The overthinking kind.

That remembers the line.

Of each shattered dime.

I've been cursed with a conscience.

A brittle insignificance.

Weakened independance.

For the social preference.    

I've been cursed with eyes.

Witnessed countless lies.

Scorned by broken ties.

Of my own demise.

I've been cursed with knowledge.

Of knowing my wreckage.

That I am the damage.

Consumed by my courage. 

 

-Saara