ANOTHER YEAR

My life is a curse,

and I am death walking around on its feet.

There's no cure, no way to reverse,

It's inevitable that we have to meet.

Its a dark dark night,

stretching as it goes on.

never ending , nor giving path to flight,

only vines gripping me tight,

so I won’t be gone tonight.

Another mile travelled,

another minute wasted.

There's no surprise, no way I could be baffled,

only marks that look like a witches wand that casted.

My face is a mask,

hides all my emotions and tears.

But there's no one I can ask,

" how to brew potions that repel my fears "

Should I be proud ? or should I be shamed,

Cuz it's time that has been ignored

Should I be punished ? or should I be rewarded,

cuz it's another lie that has been revealed.

But I am "DEATH" - The Cursed

and I keep walking , walking till I know

It's another year that's been reversed.