Cursed lover

The clouds roll in like a herd of wild horses.
Nothing to see but the curse of the sources.
Pictures fade away.
White turns to black.
There was no where to turn
and no turning back.
As I lay here in wonderment
of my sky turning Grey
I look at you
but there's nothing to say.
Although you're here
I feel so alone.
You cursed my heart
and killed my soul.
What was a golden heart
is now black powder.
All I have left is a cursed lover.