CURSED
Everything I touch seems to slip away.
Sometimes I feel like I am cursed by God, and perhaps I deserve it. He gave me a soul that knows how to love everything, yet cursed me with the inability to keep anything I love.
Every time I look within, I see my soul bleeding. I keep loving, even when it hurts, until today inside me finally breaks.The truth hurts more than anything.it cut my heart like a sharp knife.
Perhaps this is the punishment for all the sins I have committed. Perhaps this is my prison, and this is the burden I was meant to carry.
Even my shoulders feel crushed beneath its weight, yet I continue to bear it.
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I wanted to be a beautiful soul, one that loves everything wholeheartedly, exactly as I was created to be. But now, I wonder if that soul is broken beyond repair, if it can ever be rebuilt the same way again.
I wander through life with a broken soul, searching for a reason to keep going.
But I will rebuild it. I will fight.
And before I can build anything again, I need to let go of everything.
I don’t know what I will become, or how long it will take.
But I will find my way back to myself.
