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The Shame
It's time to step on the stage.
In front of everybody you hate.
Before they glare you down and throw you out.
You have two and a half minutes to change their minds.
This is the end of your day.
The light won't shine in your face.
You are on your own, but I hope you know.
That I'm here, cheering you on, if only on the inside.
You can hear the crowd waiting for you.
You know what you came here to do.
I can tell you have pain running through.
But you want to run straight and true.
I'm sorry.
I can't let you do that to yourself.
Even if you think it's worth the risk.
We're falling so far it feels like hell.
And I'm sorry, you can hate me for this.
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
We were so happy and excited.
You more than the both of us.
We couldn't know how the night ends.
We didn't know who we could trust.
We could almost hear the voices.
A crowd of screaming cheering fans.
But when we stepped into the void.
Yes, we couldn't meet with their demands.
I knew I could handle it.
I could take the heat.
But you were so excited.
Paying no heed to your feet.
I wish there was another way.
Wish I'd had more time to think.
I had to act, what can I say?
It pushed me to the brink.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't sing when the time came.
I couldn't let your body break.
It's no one's fault, but all the same.
I know I deserve all of your hate.
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
I feel the shame every day.
I know it will never go away.
I stole your dream to protect you.
Because isn't that what friends do?
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
So I feel this shame.
In front of everybody you hate.
Before they glare you down and throw you out.
You have two and a half minutes to change their minds.
This is the end of your day.
The light won't shine in your face.
You are on your own, but I hope you know.
That I'm here, cheering you on, if only on the inside.
You can hear the crowd waiting for you.
You know what you came here to do.
I can tell you have pain running through.
But you want to run straight and true.
I'm sorry.
I can't let you do that to yourself.
Even if you think it's worth the risk.
We're falling so far it feels like hell.
And I'm sorry, you can hate me for this.
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
We were so happy and excited.
You more than the both of us.
We couldn't know how the night ends.
We didn't know who we could trust.
We could almost hear the voices.
A crowd of screaming cheering fans.
But when we stepped into the void.
Yes, we couldn't meet with their demands.
I knew I could handle it.
I could take the heat.
But you were so excited.
Paying no heed to your feet.
I wish there was another way.
Wish I'd had more time to think.
I had to act, what can I say?
It pushed me to the brink.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't sing when the time came.
I couldn't let your body break.
It's no one's fault, but all the same.
I know I deserve all of your hate.
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
I feel the shame every day.
I know it will never go away.
I stole your dream to protect you.
Because isn't that what friends do?
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
The shame I know.
It never goes away.
I couldn't go on.
Knowing what you'd say.
The shame I know.
Burning deep inside.
I tell no one.
So I ran away.
So I feel this shame.
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