Shame
By JFarrell
My shame stops.
Now!
Yes, I took the sweets
I was six years old
And I didn’t know what he wanted.
The scumbag raped me
But I am finished being ashamed for that.
I did not ruin my uncle’s wedding
Destroy his marriage
His scumbag friend
Was the rapist
I did not live up to my father’s expectations;
A cowardly drunk
Who beat his wife and kids
To feel like a man.
I took a lot of blame for my family
Sorry
No more
Find a new scapegoat.
The only thing I have to be ashamed of
Is that I let you hand me the blame;
And I am so through with that.