Fear,
Shame,
Guilt.
No rhyme, no reason,
Mind sentenced to treason.
Interrupted, saddened,
Yet I interrupt until one is maddened.
Fear,
Shame,
Guilt.
Unnoticed, betrayed,
By all the thoughts to have strayed.
Unrelenting, guilt weighing my chest,
Negative as a Nancy, I cannot be lest
I be shamed by expressions,
Pitying the fears left by my impressions.
Fear,
Shame,
Guilt.
No reason, not a rhyme,
To express the heavy chains within my mind.
Afraid to down their spirits,
To touch my heart, to near it.
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