Split down the middle!

Look at me, Split straight down the middle.

Half of me one curse half the other?

One of blood lust one of the moon.

Why do I carry this cursed load?

 

Brutally attacked when alone.

Trying to pull away save myself alive.

When I came to felt aching and pain.

Aching in the jaw skin felt wet like of a snake.

 

Forming someone said forming to another.

Bewildered and confused I ask what to do?

Only thing is deal carry the load.

From that day it lies on my back.

 

Not asking for a curse just living my life.

Now all I have is memories of the times I had.

Because no person can come close to me.

Cause I never want them to carry the curse like me.

Reviews

[Kelley]

That was really good Gem! I like how you use the burden of yourself to keep away from others.
Thanks for sharing.

Kelley