I am cursed, I am
damned
'I am
cursed, I am damned'
Bears a face
That haunts like hell
Draws a smile
That provokes a scary yell.
A character
Shaped out of perfection
A disposition
Faked to hide his intentions.
His thinking
Believed to be above the ordinary
Mentality
Of hollowness, in reality.
His ego
Average, nothing much
But his pride
Of a king- high and untouched.
He is a man
That’s all that he is
A nobody
Nothing more, nothing else.
He’s a son
Provided with what he lacks
A kind of son
Who never returned the love back.
A brother
To his siblings, supposed to share
The black sheep
To his siblings, showed no care.
A friend
Thought to forever last
A friend
At your back, betrays your trust.
A poet
The worst of his time
His poems
With verses forced to rhyme.
He was born
With a little less of everything
Yet, destined
To achieve no greater than nothing.
He is cursed,
He is damned;
He is me
And I’m that man. |
-J.K.P.
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See this???
Bloody isn't it? |
