Cursed For Eternity

We all have skill or a blessing but with that comes something dark to follow it because even the sun has a shadow

I know of the after
I hear your cries
your wails of pain
for I am crow

I have many treasures
but I am blind to beauty
I see nothing but dark
for I am mole

I am beautiful, a jewel
though I am fragile
to be snuffed out by a breeze
for I am butterfly

I am noble and brave
with sharp talons I eat the weak
I know th monster that lives in the dark
for I am eagle

I am all knowing
as well as alone
I can never know humanity
for I am creator

Author's Note

While the ability to move on is a blessing don't be cursed with unanswered questions if you have one about the poem ask. If you like or think it could be better then speak up you cant get stronger without killing a few muscle cells.