Shame binds my secrets firmly within,
Never revealing I am a victim of his sin.
Yet addictions and anger scream out a voice,
And leave me exposed with no control or choice.
My addictions are here so I can run away,
From all the problems that taint my day.
But I do not want to tell the secrets deep inside.
I just want to be alone, so I can hide.
I keep on running for I am ashamed.
I am scared and helpless that I will be blamed.
For I do not remember all of the facts,
Or understand why he did those evil acts.
Was it my fault? Did I do wrong?
Or was I too weak and he too strong?
Did I deserve it? Am I to blame?
Is that why it is me who feels the shame?
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