Destiny of a cursed “Runt”

 

Why did I stray?

I misbehaved,

Suddenly I feel beyond ashamed.

Stringent to my body

Rigorous hobby

Impudent thoughts huddle, like a cluttered lobby.

 

The life of a runt,

My value has shrunk,

Is there a need to debunk?

Abandoned desires,

They didn't transpire, 

It's well-nigh impossible to acquire.

 

Abyss..

 

How could I simply dismiss?

 

My outlying dreams, 

 

And quencher of thirst,

 

Gleaned from the worst..

 

Surely unrehearsed…

 

My birthright is this ugly curse.