I was given this gift
And it came at a price
Had it been offered
I’d probably thought twice
A gift such as this
Considered a blessing
But more of a curse
With words as a dressing
The price I would pay
Was not my decision
And as I faced truth
Cut deep its incision
That all my wishes
Would cascade into dust
And a heart of love
Must become one of lust
What I’ve always been
I will be no longer
My soul has been lost
I’ll never be stronger
Never free from shackles
That are bound to the earth
A fate that was set
Since the moment of birth
With no moving past
The future that’s stated
And none of the pain
Will soon be elated
I accept what’s mine
And I face it the best
Till that moment comes
When I finally rest ~