Cursed
Dark cloud you land so low
No protection to cushion
the blow
Sweet cherries cannot
break your tow
Nobody near to hear my
sorrow
Burdens are shared out at
birth
I was bestowed with
loneliness upon this earth
No direction or
instruction how to defend
Searching for a loving
soul will never end
Tease my sadness with
moments of hope
Wicked destiny surely
laughs at that rope
I look at the scars that
mark my soul
I wonder at the evil that
decided this foul
Emotional pain is the
reality of life’s sweep
The drug called sleep
sought by all who weep
Stand strong without faith
that failed creep
Never to surrender to this
rough climb so steep
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