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!