CRAZY SHAME
There they are
In those closed boxes
Evidence of my journey
With steel crosses
Others would publish
And be a hero by now
But me, oh no
I'm a fat cow
...chewing cud
There's a film of shame
Holding the lid tight
Covering the thick ooze
Of my black night
Shall we celebrate
A body escape from hell
When the mind is captured
Where perception dwells
...fractured
Nope, my history is safe
Packed, and permanently sealed
I'll not have others snooping
On the path LOVE healed
It's ugly, sharp, jagged
The telling injures the reader
My trauma is mine
Not a chicken's feeder
...for growth
TRUTH is a be
Written by Trudy Schrader on 04-15-2026
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