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...