Cursed

Pointless conversations
They lead nowhere
Why do these people care about me?
What i really want to say
Is you shouldn’t love me.
Because i’m the disease
I’m the burden
You’ll one day see
Sewn together

Although i used to believe
That i was free.
Maybe it was all in my head.
But then i turn around
I see behind everyone’s masks’.
They say they’re happy
When inside they’re dying
They’re just lying to the crowd
That always surrounds them.
So believe me
When i say
You shouldn’t love me
because i’ll be the death of you
Even though 
I don’t want to be.
I’m hurting inside
With these unsaid goodbyes
But i won’t cry.
I’ll walk away
Because i know
It will save your life.
I’m through with this curse.
That sticks to me.
If only i could wake from this nightmare
That i continue to dream.
But i fear i cannot
For i deserve this misery.
So please.
Resuscitate me
Breathe into my lungs
Shock me with electricity.
Cause maybe when i die
And come back to life
I can finally be free
And let you close to me.

Reviews

[MissJenaBlair]

Very nicely done. You can tell this was written by someone who has really felt worthless at one time or another in their life. I think we all feel that way at some point or another. This poem reminds me of my best friend. Thanks for writing this. Great job! :)

[Patrick Henry]

Like a vampire and sneaky little butterfly!! ; )
"Cause maybe when i die
And come back to life
I can finally be free
And let you close to me."

You remind me of one of my favorite poets..... William Blake. That beautiful smarts, and silent protest where hearts and relationships compete with words that course through veins and a psyche that accepts them. ...sorry. You are a beautiful writer. This was a lot of fun. xoxo -Mark

[Melody Telleria]

So dark and thrilling and straight to the heart. Gave me chills, which I love.

[Jade]

Thankyou very much