2 | Shame
Gruesome, evil nightmare.
Familiar feeling of stress,
My pure soul in despair,
Shame, shame on me, my mess.
Standing, having cold feet.
Too shaken to confess.
My weakness, my defeat.
Shame, shame on me, my mess.
Screaming, shouting, shrieking.
The wolves, howling no less.
We want help, we get nothing.
Shame, shame on me, my mess.
Unreachable, far end,
So close, but no access.
My fears, too daunted to mend.
Shame, shame on me, my mess.
Yet we survive, don't we?
Live, move on, I say yes.
You, named Indignity:
Shame, shame on you, your mess.
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