Nailed To My Doom

Fate's ways may be kind or wicked

They say Kismet was always erratic

Life's boons may dangle before you

Getting them is far from automatic

 

The day we met was a normal affair

Until you materialised in the room

That cryptic blur was elemental

Your soul nailed me to my doom

 

Nailed to my doom I linger on

I've never quite shaken you off

I've prayed often for you to die

Taken heart from every cough

 

How fate impaled me on your whims

I could never begin to explain

What malign wind blasted me into

A life such excruciating pain?

 

I noticed a letter from the hospital

Your appointment with a therapist

Perhaps you suffer anguish too

Is there something that I missed?

 

Nailed to my doom I linger on

I've never quite shaken you off

I've often prayed for you to die

Taken heart from every cough

 

 

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