Cursed

Our ways go separate
They cross like vine.
Been craving for something
Which couldn’t be mine.
The story ends, days and months old
Cannot revive, the life you stole.
Love the pain, torments my soul
My big heart with a bigger hole.
Love from the will of iron I forged
Reimbursed by suffering, sadness overdosed.
Question to self, what could be worse?
As she walked by with no remorse
Fruitless endeavors, criminal of hers
Oh lord! You’ve blessed with a curse.