I was drunk by him to the emptiness

Екатерина Передереева
I was drunk by him to the emptiness.
I am no longer happy as a butterfly.
He has broken my heart numerosely.
and I go on living like a concubine.

My chains sparkle , they are -  iron , hot.
ankles are tied by rotten ropes.
I am no a witch , nor a myrtyr.
I am just a cursed soul with  a lost mind.