Am I Cursed ? Of Course I Am !
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by: Rob Paquin
I've walked a path bordered by sunlight
And yet I only found the shade
Its chilling touch upon my shoulders
Never resting in a glade
All my life the curses clear
Every day my soul grew bleaker
And when I stood at the cliff face's edge
I've never felt no weaker
I'll never know what stopped my feet
From taking those final steps
With all my curses piled upon me
I just collapsed inside regrets
My world was sent to spinning
My soul was set to flame
But with a final dying cry
I cast away the blame
And somehow in that moment
My heart became unbound
And low as I had always felt
I still rose from that barren ground
For a time, I just pretended
Awaiting a real end
Painting smiles upon my face
For the benefit of friends
My curses are still there now
Yet I keep them locked away
And so I go on living
Awaiting my judgement day
My smiles are much truer n0w
And my path seems free and clear
I don't always feel deserving
But yet, I am still here
I think we all have curses
And some we can't be free of
But if we keep on trying
We can be the Me's that we love
So, no matter what you're going through
No matter how dense the dark is
Find a way to carry on
Because that is what Self Love is.
You may not feel deserving
But that's just your curse's lie
But truth be told, Your curse is old
And it hates it when you TRY
Courage isn't what you think
It may just be you trying
It may just be, that you living on
Will change your views on dying....
~ The Snowdog
P.S. - The world can be very dark and very depressing
I implore you to carry on for as long as you can.
It's quite possible that the sun will shine for you again.
I'm living proof.
I've been where you are.
I do understand.
I'm praying for you.
Be well
Live happy
Die trying,
Rob
by: Rob Paquin
I've walked a path bordered by sunlight
And yet I only found the shade
Its chilling touch upon my shoulders
Never resting in a glade
All my life the curses clear
Every day my soul grew bleaker
And when I stood at the cliff face's edge
I've never felt no weaker
I'll never know what stopped my feet
From taking those final steps
With all my curses piled upon me
I just collapsed inside regrets
My world was sent to spinning
My soul was set to flame
But with a final dying cry
I cast away the blame
And somehow in that moment
My heart became unbound
And low as I had always felt
I still rose from that barren ground
For a time, I just pretended
Awaiting a real end
Painting smiles upon my face
For the benefit of friends
My curses are still there now
Yet I keep them locked away
And so I go on living
Awaiting my judgement day
My smiles are much truer n0w
And my path seems free and clear
I don't always feel deserving
But yet, I am still here
I think we all have curses
And some we can't be free of
But if we keep on trying
We can be the Me's that we love
So, no matter what you're going through
No matter how dense the dark is
Find a way to carry on
Because that is what Self Love is.
You may not feel deserving
But that's just your curse's lie
But truth be told, Your curse is old
And it hates it when you TRY
Courage isn't what you think
It may just be you trying
It may just be, that you living on
Will change your views on dying....
~ The Snowdog
P.S. - The world can be very dark and very depressing
I implore you to carry on for as long as you can.
It's quite possible that the sun will shine for you again.
I'm living proof.
I've been where you are.
I do understand.
I'm praying for you.
Be well
Live happy
Die trying,
Rob