What if my soul is trapped in this generational curse?
What if this generational curse has no remedy to heal my soul?
What if this generational curse turns into a brighter day?
Ink runs dark
As I chase dreams that always seem to fade.
I'm trying to find my way out of this darkened shade.
Each word I write,
With tears and struggles,
A melody of pain takes its everlasting price.
Inheriting a curse from your grandparents,
Which was passed to your mother, and now it flows in you.
My life is a haunted house with this generational curse.
This generational curse is like a poisoned well
That my offspring's offspring will be affected, like a story to tell.
YOU ARE READING
WHO CURSED YOU IN SILENCE?
PoésieAs I stood at the line of silence, death in my darkest days, a bird sang within me, "Who cursed you in silence?" It was the darkest days I asked myself. How am I going to change blue to purple? This question became the catalyst for my odyssey from s...
