I feel I’m cursed, Deathra,
Roaming in pain’s realm and seeking control;
Uncheck feelings scream something I can’t know.
World scares my soul, my thoughts, my words;
I dream of memories I lost years back to survive,
I feel I’m cursed, Deathra, nothing feels present,
Checking my red eyes, keeping thoughts seduced.
A desire is new, it tears my every pain, and sets
An aroma of endless distractive destruction afar,
I desire to hold someone’s hand tight, and feel
That caring, loving, trusting, doesn’t hurt more.©sjwordsmith