Hello, readers! Cursed to Love is one of my most raw, personal poems I’ve written. It tells the story of loving someone and yet, it isn’t enough to make them stay. It’s about wondering if love is even enough, or if perhaps you just don’t know how to love properly. I hope you enjoy, and if you do, let me know if I should post more poetry in the future. Happy reading!
Cursed to Love
There’s a subtle ache in my bones
Winding through my veins
Digging through my heart
It escapes in the tears that run down my face in the dark
And I hate it
For with it comes a sadness I can’t hope to bear
A pain both sharp and dull all at once
Both the hammer and the blade, ruining my heart with but a single blow
And I truly hate it
And myself
For ever having been weak enough to love
Or perhaps I was strong
Just not strong enough
Because to love means to break
And how I hate being broken
Because now I am bleeding out of my agony
I am scraping myself raw with the pain you left me
And that love that once filled me
Overflowing and joyous–a fountain of youth, if you will
It has turned sour
Poison to my blood
Poison to my soul
And now I am drowning in it
Perhaps I was too strong for all the love I hold
Or simply not strong enough
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