Cherophobia (Cursed Part 5)

She is cursed, for every time she feels joy,

Bad things happen, as if they were a ploy.

Her fear of happiness, a weight on her soul,

For it always leads to Death's ultimate goal.

Her curse is strange, for it takes all she loves,

Her heart, her dreams, her memories, like doves.

Flying away, leaving her alone and in pain,

As she fights every day, just to survive again.

Death, her constant companion, a shadow on her path,

Taking away everything, as if it were his wrath.

But she fights on, never giving up the fight,

For she knows she has to keep on living, with all her might.

She wonders why bad things happen to good people,

Why she has to bear this curse, so strange and so feeble.

But she knows deep down, that life is not fair,

And she has to keep on fighting, for she has a purpose to bear.

So she stands tall, with a heart full of hope,

Despite the pain and suffering, she knows she can cope.

For she is a warrior, a fighter, a queen,

And in the end, she'll conquer the curse, and everything in between.

The road ahead is long and hard to tread,

But she has the strength and courage to forge ahead.

For she knows that she'll find a way to live,

To fight the curse, and to find a way to truly thrive.