My Curse

I have a curse, that no one knows,
Each time I cry, the curse grows.
The curse I have, is of loneliness,
despair, as well as endless stress.

The curse of no luck, each time I wish,
God decides another disappointment he should dish.
When I find someone who likes me back,
They decide someone else is better, making my soul black.

So I've decided, as of tonight,
No more wishes, this choice is right.
No more crying, as I wish to have someone,
Because each time, I get sad since I get no one.

I'll let my life go on its own path,
Without having to be under the devil's wrath.
No more wishing, no more prayers,
No more feelings, and no more cares.

~*Who Cares?*~