Curse

I feel pain somewhere Deep in my soul. I know that you are despair, but Do you know? Bury me, burn me, show me how much worse It can be. Torture me, break me, Prove to me that I can handle it. You're poisoning my soul from the Inside, but I'm letting You. So I hate and Despise my Existence. The dead void in my Eyes will remind me of my curse. Am I really cursed? My mind is clouded and all I can do Is endure. I am shrouded in Doubt it cannot be cured. Tell me what have I done to deserve you, My curse? My curse. Burn it down. Don't look back. Leave it in the past. In the past. Burn it down. Just look ahead. This stage has been passed. Has been passed. So I hate and Despise my Existence. The dead void in my Eyes will remind me of my curse. Am I really--The dead void In my eyes will remind Me of my curse. The dead void in my Eyes will remind me of my curse. All I have left is to believe That this will end someday. But the pain in my chest tells me that I, that I am alive anyway.