MY CURSE

It’s a curse to feel it all

The heart aching words

The eye kicking looks

Like a tide turning pulse

Racing like falling stars

Across my universe

The sky wants to fall

Full of ice sharpened birds

With piercing claw hooks

And a needling impulse

To open up these scars

Yet again, I’m immersed

3 thoughts on “MY CURSE

  1. Our souls are like a fortress. We can lock down the gates not letting anything in or out; or, we can open them up, but if we do there’s no telling what we’ll let in…

    Thank you for sharing your art! Proof that their is beauty hiding in the darkness 🖤

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