Shame and Sorrow

Shame and sorrow, those dark kin, the same kind of sin.

I have lived my life filled to brim with these, the shame and sorrow of existing within.

Within my mind, away from others, forgetting my family, my loves, only just remembering to return.

I forgot for a time, what I considered my mine, and to my shame and my sorrow I remembered only after they were lost, those forgotten moving on, forward through life, leaving my behind.

So my shame, my sorrow, a dark kind of kin, that same sin. They filled my life with poison, with hurt and strife, for all that it was only inside my head, locked behind my eyes in the fortress of my mind.

Filled with poison, with shame and sorrow and secret sin, I stand in the darkness of my own tale, my story never ending, for you see.

I’m afraid to even begin.


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