Catharsis
"Not your shame" " I was not born to carry your fear, Nor to be the echo of your suppressed tear. I was the bloom in your garden of hope; Yet you trimmed me, called me "wrong," told me to cope. You couldn’t accept what you didn’t understand, So you crushed my soul with your nurturing hand. Behind every smile I wore like it was mine, Was a wound you stitched deeper within. With passing time I thought you would see clear. But silence stayed, you turned your face, While I kept ignoring, the hurt came my way. I didnt sin- I only felt. A sacred emotion that in silence dwelt. But you saw impurity where I saw light, And turned my sunrise into endless night. In your world of whispers, I became a name of disgrace and distaste, Even among similar faces-I had no space. Accused for moments, for choices soft and true, For a purity of heart... that s...