03. Shame - Poem by Eugene Issaus
If face is a mask, I'll tear it down
and smash it, and burn it into ashes
till it disappear in front of me forever
Only if shame can go away with the face
But it won't.
Shame is deep inside the heart
beyond the conscious
under the conscience
Shame is a thing that haunts me forever
Like a dark shadow behind
Controlling the body and soul
Being impulsive, or desperate, or both
Until the shadow drives me to kill myself
Shame is under the mask
beyond the logic
or just an unforgivable sin.
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