Stigmatized by Biohazard

Emptiness slips into my mind,
Emotion so fucking hard to find,
I center myself in this universe,
With peace amongst all the pains and hurts,
I think of all the things that would've been,
And the time i could've spent with him,
But again comes sadness creeping in.


Taken by surprise stigmatized by the things i've seen with my own eyes,
Traumatized until i realize that i gotta go on with my life.


I can only guess what i should've done then,
Wandering alone on the path i've chosen,
Lumbering along towards inevitable fate,
I await an answer, i wrestle with hate,
I question your life and the choices you made,
I question myself with righteousness and rage,
Confused and sick from mistakes i've made.


Questions to ponder about letting go, answers i find towards peaceful flow,
People take shit for granted as given, not in this world that i live in,
In my eyes, i realize. no more lies stigmatized.