For I Am Cursed

Pen to paper with invisible ink

Displaying honesty with nothing to show

Recanting the taste of the knife

A sweet to bury me forever

We're trapped in casings made of arsenic and inclinations

Indigence from the heart trudging on, so unfulfilled

I haven't been so much as thrilled to be alive

For I am cursed and holding on to this semblance of life

I cannot shake, the jinx that's applied

The haunts that encroach, a rain that won't dry

I'm drinking my options, and dying of thirst

The shadows still lingering, for I am cursed

The lights have been dim lit, the candles burned wet

No shelter to house this, a plague that won't set

I scratch at this ulcer, I pray that it bursts

A longing for solace, for I am cursed

Mouth to bottle, with a hunger for regret

Paralyzed in an infant state

Our feelings be numbed by our consumptions

Every kiss, a coat to peel and flake

Habituation, a crutch which once brought solace

Now choleric, as there is no other choice

Cauterize the wounds which exposure

Smoldering ache which began the vice

I've never felt such vapid space beyond my eyes

For I am cursed and moving past the orchestrator of these cries

I cannot shake, the jinx that's applied

The haunts that encroach, a rain that won't dry

I'm drinking my options, and dying of thirst

The shadows still lingering, for I am cursed

The lights have been dim lit, the candles burned wet

No shelter to house this, a plague that won't set

I scratch at this ulcer, I pray that it bursts

A longing for solace, for I am cursed

I cannot shake, the jinx that's applied

The haunts that encroach, a rain that won't dry

I'm drinking my options, and dying of thirst

The shadows still lingering, for I am cursed

The lights have been dim lit, the candles burned wet

No shelter to house this, a plague that won't set

I scratch at this ulcer, I pray that it bursts

A longing for solace, for I am cursed