Curse

You called me a curse.

But what I called you is unrepeatable.

Your words rip into me,

Tear at me,

Bring me to my knees

Until I lie dying

Inside.

The only thought that keeps me awake,

That keeps me hoping

Is the belief that one day

You'll lose me and realise that you lost

Everything.

Everything that was remotely human

In me.

Your words,

They turned me insane.

They turned me into what I am now.

You called me a curse, a demon.

Perhaps at first I wasn't one

But now,

Because of you,

I am.

Welcome your curse,

Mother.

You made me.

I wrote this thinking about Arson, and the fights he has with his mother. More to come later, in the sequel to Into The Flames. Also, considering I'm very pissed off, I thought it felt right to post this. This was entered into 's competition, I was a semi-finalist.