Our Shame

Have you ever had one of those days where
you feel like a patient that got cured but died from the shame
Nothing to point a finger at not even placing blame
But you know while things are much better
you are simply never going to feel the same

So you show your love and you pretend that it doesn’t matter
and you know it’s a lie and you know it really matters
Cause you feel the hurt and wonder which was worst
The sharpness from the pain or the curse of my shame

And you feel the cruel irony of ending it all
because it never ends
And for the briefest of moment you feel you could still
stand tall
While all the time your confidence lies on the floor
barely able to crawl
Temporarily distracted by the soulful melody on the radio
from a time when to be cool was to be mellow

But nothing last for very long
soon the dj is off to another song
Shame comes gushing back in
like a broken heart about to sin
And the patient feels the pain
of accepting there is simply nothing left to gain

So you take a Tylenol and it vanishes for a while
allowing you to accept the pretense of your own smile
Yet all the time mentally abusing your own sense of recall
trying to comprehend why you stand still
while the room keeps turning
When suddenly it occurs to you, life itself is always
preparing you for your very next fall




Choose Living Over Existing(CLOE)Gender Free Writer(GFW), MartialArts-Auth"The Spirit That Guides Us" "Noir AM""The Lottery" https://twitter.com/dropoutgorgeous

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