Cursed

Cursed

In the sun
I sit and wait.
The cars go by
with no grace.
Dust flooding up
in front of
these rusty gates.

The dogs bark
at the tailored man.
His suit as neat
and prim as a
relic behind glass.

He steps forward
onto the porch.
Creeeeaaaakkk.
The old floorboards
Squeak.

His polished shoe
rest’s next to
this stained and worn foot
that must be mine.

A calloused hand
I reach out.
My finger stretched
With out doubt.
I know what he wants
And he knows what I do.

I see him look
with disgust
yet he stands
in quiet reverence
too.

Or it could be the dust
has him choked up.
It’s settled now
I can tell.
These eyes were fine
now they’re hell.

I see their pain
I know their fears,
I have no one
just these tears.

I touch him barely
On his head.

It’s more than that.
I’m almost dead.

The unbelievers can’t
be real.
The ones that come
they don’t really know
they just come
because of fate
but always
my looks they hate.

My scarred hands
and deformed face
reminds them that
not all is pretty and safe.

I take their pain
their scars and
hate, and give them
the last of my happiness
that’s to date.

No more, I can’t
Don’t make me please
his face is soft
with gentle weaves.

There are patterns
here I rarely see
and for once
I take something
just for me.

It’s against the rules
forget the laws.
I’ve found happiness
to me it’s bound.

I take a look at
these scarred hands
and there are lines
where they haven’t been

Older I grow
Younger I feel
Rapid paces
It’s the year.

I am finished
I’ve lived out
the pain.
I’m responsible
for their shame.

Goodbye world
Goodbye man.
There goes life from my hands
The prim suited man

walks slowly away
because he knows
it was today.

Today I died
a beautiful death
I took joy
When I had none left.
and in return I
gave him pain.

Evil maybe,
Selfish yes.

He has the curse
that’s all there is
I hope he doesn’t
feel the same
as I did when
I was here on earth.

My heart breaks
as I fall down
and there it goes
my spirit’s found.

Away it goes
to its home
I hope it likes
it and feels at home.

Goodbye pain
Goodbye life
Goodbye loveless
Goodbye strife.

Goodbye tears
Goodbye hate.
This is me
at the gate.

With out a word
I am let in
Before me
sits the promised land.

Roads of gold.
No pain I feel.
Finally home
and safe I feel.