Secret Shame

Some blame rests on ourselves for the mishap of which occurs in our lives.

Silence walks the empty road
leading to my shattered heart,
hoping to see the bleeding scars
beyond what fell apart.

Shattered pieces drifts away
on the wings of broken dreams,
high above the fading stars
to where the broken hearts still beat.

Scrapes and bruise seeps in deeper
into my flesh then in my bones,
hurting my insides deeply
until the truth begins to unfold.

Sleepless sorrow takes the wheel
controlling my life alone,
as it drives my soul into the darkness
to bury the lies I've told.