Stigmata

Looking out from my corner

all i see is pain

after all of this time

i still feel the same

i feel like the raven

the bird with the stigma

Could it be my imagination?

you're probably just a figment

'Into the distance a ribbon of black

stretched to the point of no turning back'

i am but an Earth-bound misfit

And as i try, bit by bit,

My carousel has stopped spinning

Soon i'll be winning

But still by myself

i fear my stigmata

i'm still on my shelf

Author's Notes/Comments: 

As i am a misfit, i fit no where in life. I am only a sam-a. that's all i'll ever be. nothing more.

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