Every detail etched in my mind

Of every mistake I have ever made

To my victories however, I am blind

Ignoring the light to dwell in the shade

Only ever known one true fresh start

Even then the trauma was inherited

It helps I can channel it into my art

But the lingering shame is unmerited

None of us deserve it, yet we still endure

Releasing the ailment, embracing the cure

Stop worshipping the pain, that’s my plea

In the hope that one day we will all be free