This Curse

Sleep, Why?
Eat, What?
Work, When?
Love, How?
How do you love someone when all you’ve ever known of it was false?
False Hope, False happiness, false love.
Why must we live in desperation of love?
Is it something that pulls us in and keeps us there?
Or is it something that you choose to have happen?
Looking into photos, do you see the shell that you used to be?
Do you hate the memories from the pictures that you have?
The ripped, torn, bitten apart pictures that you just can’t delete from your computer?
Yes, you know what this poems about.
It’s the poem about your inability to see the ugly truth.
That
You
Are
Destined
To
Fail
Plain and simple.
Failure is inexcusable, indisputable and inevitable.
Do you look in the mirror and see that hollow shell you live in?
Can you taste the disgusting filth that you so blindly enjoyed for all those months?
How much more do your eyes need to be pried open to see?
To see the curse placed upon them.
Can’t be lifted by lust
But only through love
Like a fairy tale, she can only be awakened by the true loves kiss,
Well this curse is yours now and forever
Until you can fall asleep knowing you’ve found the person that will love you forever.