Justin Jose

April 19, 2000 - Mumbai

That curse

That day I lost
          the touch of my universe
It was so easy for them
          to retire me with a curse
For I was the only flower
          standing in that lonely field
It took me no time
          to lose the existence of my shield

Now I loathe myself
         for the words that I heard
I lost that fragrance
         and now my world is blurred
They emptied my eyes
         to their jar full of tear
They made my skin cry
         so I had a sense of fear

Pains were endless
         I wanted to end my span
All of it made me
         feel like a trash can
My plan is
         to follow my heart
But the confusion is
         which broken part?
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