Night of Shame
Shut down all doors
Close all windows
And sit down when i narrate
When i narrate the hurts of my heart
The troubles of a desire
A desire with no bearing and no guilt
I went to mountains because I believe
I climbed each day because I had a dream
I sat and thought of possibilities
That would conquer it all
And I succeeded most of the time
But this time, this time
I have failed
To acknowledge my true self
In fact I hid her away
I shut her up so good,
She sat down and listened
To my pleasures, good, bad, guilt
She listened to all
And this time, she did not voice
She obeyed
I was finished and in his eyes I saw that
I was underneath a belt level
I could not be measured, useless I was
Smile, I said to comfort my cheapness
I walked away; to hide away from shame
Self pride, obligations, self respect all destroyed
Pretty on the outside but dirty inside
fun but a motive to have my soul reaped out
Useless I was
Your mind, your thoughts
Reflect prideful
Because once again, you became a Man
And I, a whore
Kisses and action for pleasure
But once done, look away and shut down your system
Painful to think, I could stand again
Don't lose hope, I believed but not enough
This I know
Stand prideful and do a walk of shame
Shame yourself, him and the night
Then close the door and lock it up
Zip away the key and forget
Shut down all systems, and drown in success
Look for no one but your true self
and above all, hate love
Do you believe?
I have narrated
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