This is my shame,
for which I am to blame.
I want to bleed,
to be freed.
to leave this behind
and to find
who I am meant to be.
Now I know to be me.
I understand now
that my shame was from how
I wanted to be who others wanted
and that's how I flaunted
I was an open casket
a lifeless, shameful, basket.
This is my warning
to save others from the same burning.
be who you are
and never stray far.
because shame will take you in its cold embrace.
and you will lose your true face.
don't let yourself die,
inside the endless lies.
my cuts run deep,
but I wont let myself sleep.
not yet, not when others can be saved.
now this road is paved.
I beg you to follow it,
because it's well lit.
I stand here in the darkness,
embracing those inside the cold caress.
begging you to not be claimed.
by what we call shame.