Unconditional My Curse

For some reason, I’m stuck being kind to you.

My mind won’t form the chaotic words that seethe on the tip of my tongue.

My eyes won’t glare with the hatred that I know I should feel.

And my heart won’t stop beating with rhyming words of love.

Like a spell slipped under my pillow at night…

I….

Hate myself….

… Unconditional love, my curse.

Broken Lullaby

The weight of your goodbye lingers. Like gravity it shoves me down into a worthless hole feeling like I may never rise again. Crude, raw, and deafening your words were spoken. A broken lullaby to curse me for life.