Shame
Shame,
a shroud,
has fabric
woven from the
dark, anguished threads of
self-recriminations
and of inadequacies.
Caught in its twist, the frail weave on,
constraining themselves in self-loathing.
Unravel fibers of despair. . . Unveil!
For Skat's Any Old Poem #7 Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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