Cursed
Numbing the ache that is possessing your core
finding false comfort in a liquid abyss.
Desperately trying to hold onto stability
as each puncture draws you closer to death.
Spiraling uncontrollably into a private realm
crumbling the walls of your existence
with determination, you gather the rubble
and try to build a new structure.
Your demons tucked away just below the surface
looking for the next opportunity to come forth
one wrong decision could reverse the course,
and all your struggles would be for naught.
You are on a roller coaster heading uphill
suddenly the track plummets; and all is lost.
Restore the track in a new direction
and leave behind the old passengers.
Search deep for the cause of your distress
to calm the monsters within.
Be proud of today and all you have accomplished;
do not dwell on what is past.
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