Denied.

living a life not of choice but of curse

having death on left and right

never been able to set tears free

sorrow written underneath their pale skin

hate strengthening their pointed teeth

They will live forever under the name of sin,

not of choice but of curse.

Father

tears

worth

six

word

affection

home

three

letter

—

under the same name

carrying the same blood

covered in the same scars

what can i do for you?

what can a hopeless being do for its fellow?

i lost it, didn’t i?

i lost you, didn’t i?