Cursed By Design
Cursed By Design
The void is now, just an empty hole,
Emotions bow, and feels so cold,
As if a child, hungers for food,
Being in denial, plunges the mood,
Shot in the foot, wouldn’t believe the scar,
That’s why I put, my feelings afar,
What I refer to, is the damage I’ve done,
As if I stirred brew, the barrage has begun,
The greatest of pains, created by self,
Tears are like rains, not on a shelf,
Happiness removed, forever and a day,
Painfully grooved, and paved was the way,
Destroyed my own, fairytale future,
Employed and grown, an open-wound suture,
This heart of mine, once was hers,
The art of design, is now a curse.
~ Brijaal Dana
(2013)
Due to my own actions, just like one shooting oneself in foot, I lost the Love of my Life!
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