My curse…

It’s a curse A beautifully, tragic curse 

Seeded deep 

In your mind, heart, and soul 
A tornado 

Changing its course every second

A whipping gusts of winds

Pulling you in each direction 

A roller coaster 

Of ups and downs

Lefts and rights 

Picking out of a hat 

Never knowing what you’re going to get

Never know what, how, you’ll feel 

From moment to moment 

An ever changing beast 

Inside 
The world 

Black and white

Concrete 

This way or that way 

No in between 

They “grey” 

Such an alien, foreign concept 
Splitting 

Such as the world 

Love and hate 

In their purest of forms 

Split between 

Rational and irrational 

Split between life 
Rage 

Unfounded 

Unknown 

Always there 

Swelling at the slightest of things 
The tongue of a snake 

Sharp and quick 

Always the last word

With the sting of a thousand hornets 

With not a single drop of mercy in sight 

The bridges will burn 
Abandonment 

A sort of kryptonite

Avoid at all costs 

Leave them before they leave you 

Because everyone always leaves 

The core 

Of all of this 

Everything 

Inside
This is my curse

My beautifully 

Tragic 

All consuming 

Never ending 

Curse… 
-B.  

9-3-17

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