Shame

She walks alone through the night time distressed,
her hair hung matt and damp with drizzled rain.
In heart and soul her feelings unsuppressed

twist inside her like a creature obsessed.
The hurt burns her, a pustule full of pain,
she walks alone through the night time distressed.

Remembering how softly he caressed,
still hearing his constant loving refrain,
in heart and soul her feelings unsuppressed.

Again reliving his easy conquest
of the emotions she couldn’t contain.
She walks alone through the night time distressed

at knowing that not once did she protest.
Her face in darkness burning sick with shame;
in heart and soul her feelings unsuppressed.

If only fate could grant her one request
to relive that night, wash away the stain.
She walks alone through the night time distressed
in heart and soul her feelings unsuppressed.