• Cursed

    The rain falls gently,
    As the end draws near.
    Never stopping,
    Always running.

    My past is my present,
    And my future is insignificant.
    Never waiting,
    Always watching.

    As Fate plays the cruel Goddess,
    My painful memories consume me.
    Never wanted,
    Always with me.

    A soft wind caresses my face,
    Creating the perfect image of sorrow.
    My eyes sting as I remember,
    The last time I saw you.

    Can you feel my regret of living?
    Can you tell me why I'm still suffering?
    Help me now while I'm still fighting.
    Hold me now as the rain falls gently.

    And I wonder whose voice is screaming.
    Is it mine or is it just wishful thinking?
    Can you tell me why this hurts so much?
    And why I've been cursed with this life?