We Remember Our Shame

Our innocence was taken. Our youth was was tortured. Our identity was buried. Our self worth forgotten. But we remember our shame. Our memory is branded with the scars. Our self esteem is crushed to smithereens. We lack self confidence and hide in the darkness. When the light gleams we shy away. But we remember our shame. We didn’t know life could be so cruel and cold. An uphill battle against the world and wind. No one to confide in, no one to talk to. No one to wipe away the tears. But we remember our shame.