Stains of Stigma

 

Once a wandered, a weary soul was I

Too lost in the airless spaces

With a tiny wavering heart,

I searched for lost thoughts.

Alas! My realm sunk in the dreary ocean 

Unable to breathe under the starry sky

Little by little, it disappeared.

From the far edges of psyche, 

Now, a vague image can be seen.

A terrified isolated cry was echoed

Poor soul, too tired of the prejudices

It's your fault, it's your fault!

Words clung to the deep core.

Stained with stigma

Unable to utter

Soul drained, body collapsed

A great turmoil,

A dark abyss!