The curse

by kimberly   Dec 3, 2025


I swear I'm cursed
I say this every day
From birth to death I'm supposed to suffer
Burdened by my family's sins i'm left to pay

You can't tell me it's just a coincidence
Or some explanation so I can sleep at night
I'm on the verge of accepting
In hopes future generations turn out alright

I know I'm nothing like them
I'm not carved from their decay
I don't feel pleasure watching others break
And I don't turn love into prey

I come from destruction
A bloodline built on fear
A history of predators
Who stole from those they held dear

Addicts chasing poison
Minds broken past repair
Souls that only felt powerful
When causing someone else's despair

Maybe each generation births
One sacrificial spine
One unlucky child
Assigned to absorb the filth of the bloodline

A single child destined
To carry their hurt and shame
To inherit their shadows
Through torment and shame

This curse feels like old bruises
That never fade or heal
Like hands that ignored the pleading
Striking over and over like steel

Their sins seep through my marrow
Through memories I've never made
A debt I've never owed
Yet one I've always paid

I come from the cruel
The heartless, the sick
The ones who hurt on purpose
And call the damage "The Fix"

From secrets so foul
Even nightmares turn away
From a lineage that drips shame
In every single way

Pain is my inheritance
Loss is my core
The child of the guilty
Inheriting their war

They whisper the curse breaks
When the last bearer falls
When the final spine snaps
Under the weight of it all

So until that day comes to end what they started
The violence, the cruelty, the cold-hearted
Maybe my ending is the only way to make it cease
Maybe the curse ends when I finally find peace

But until then
I'm stuck in line
Breathing through wounds
that were never mine

A witness, a vessel
a grave for their sin
A tragedy inherited
a battle I can't win

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