Sick With Shame

A silent whisper turned into a scream,

Happy days now remain unseen

Those silent whispers caused a wound so deep

But it was never meant to turn out in deceit..


No happy days are forging their way out,

The only thing left inside is doubt

Running away from the past, fearing to look back, scared of what you'll see,

In this darkness you're now meant to be


Regretting the things you've done more than ever

You should have known it wasn't clever

Abandoning a soul so fragile and pure,

Leaving it behind to its destiny,

So insecure.


This merciless fate,

The one we now tend to hate

Always playing a game,

Leaving us sick with shame..