**I just want this storm to cease,**

**To find a fleeting breath of peace.**

**Bad luck clings tight, it won’t let go,**

**A heavy weight that pulls me low.**

**What crime, what curse, what ancient sin**

**Brings endless trouble crashing in?**

**Each day a trial I can’t escape,**

**A nightmare wrapped in waking shape.**

**All I ask is one still day,**

**A quiet path, a smoother way.**

**One moment free from fear’s tight hold,**

**A chance to breathe before I fold.**

**But sadness lives within my chest,**

**A sinking stone, a heart oppressed.**

**I scream, but silence steals my sound;**

**My voice is lost, my soul unbound.**

**No ears will hear, no hands will reach—**

**I fight for love, but love won’t teach**

**The pain to ease, the hurt to mend—**

**I want it gone; I want the end.**

**Bad luck, my shadow, stalks my path,**

**A curse that feeds on sorrow’s wrath.**

**I long for peace, a fleeting sun,**

**But still, this race I cannot run.**