Stigma Poem by Sareena Asrar

Stigma



I've been hiding this, I tell you something
To just have it buried
I can't hold it in anymore
I don't know why I couldn't say it then
It hurt
So I really couldn't have held it in anymore anyway

Now cry, I am just so sorry for you
And cry, I couldn't keep you safe

Now deeper and deeper, the wound gets deeper
It's like a broken piece of glass that can't be turned back
Every day, it's only my heart that hurts deeper
You were so fragile
And you received my punishment instead of me

Stop crying and tell me something
Tell me, I am a coward
"Why were you like that to me back then? "
"I'm sorry"

Whatever, I am in no position to say anything
Would I say to you
Do this and do that

Now deeper and deeper, the wound gets deeper
It's like a broken piece of glass that can't be turned back
Every day, it's only my heart that hurts deeper
You were so fragile
And you received my punishment instead of me

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry ma brother
No matter how much I hide it and cover it up, it doesn't go away
"Are you calling me a sinner? "
What else can I say

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry ma sister
No matter how much I hide it and cover it up, it doesn't go away
So cry
Please dry my eyes

That light, that light shines on my sins
Only the red blood falls, unable to be turned back
Every day, I want to die even more
Let me take the punishment
Grant me absolution from my sins
Please

Stigma
Monday, November 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,death of a friend
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Every love story ends painfully
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Sareena Asrar

Sareena Asrar

Lahore, Pakistan
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