#WritcoPoemChallenge
If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you,

You have been my hellish nightmare, the pain in my gut, the knife to my heart. The living omen of death of my door, sitting mockingly, in the corner of my darkened space. There you stay and wait. Then you take. You steal. You rob me of my tears. You are my tormentor, my stolen hearts tale, whom forced my hand into a cursed life of handmaiden to healthcare.

You teach me hard lessons...