Flowing above the pebbles of pain
Like the serene waters over the sludge
until the swirl of a turbulence
takes away the clarity you carry.
All the directions you weaved in patience
Within the flimsy boundaries of the sane mind
Struggled.
And the islands that surface and sink
in the torrential floods,
You come out of your muddle
To sink once again.
And like a river turned upside down
You flow again without a choice.
To be tried and judged, without your consent.