A cursed life

My view of the world. Not my best or favorite work. Just my view.

How I love this cursed world
How it allows us to love and then rips it out by the chest.
Held with warm bloody hands but a gentle heart.
To break and poison us and then to give us an antidote in a shape of a blessing.
What a cruel beautiful world
Maybe one day I'll truly love it.
I hate the idea of still living in it
But how I love to see the worse that could happen and still try and fix it.

When will this kill me.

-Faith.M