The Curse...
The curse on me....
A shadow I can't escape,
Whispers from the past
Echo in my heart.
I walk under skies that never light up,
Chasing dreams that vanish like smoke,
While time presses on me
Like an unyielding chain.
Every step is a struggle,
The earth shakes with its quiet anger,
Yet I keep going—
Not out of rebellion, but because I must,
For to stop is to be lost.
This curse,
Not one of magic,
But one I created myself,
Tying me to paths I never should have taken.
Still, I move forward,
With broken wings but a strong will,
For even a curse,
After long enough,
Becomes part of my story...
