My teeth will crack and my jaw will shatter.

It will break from the weight of hundreds of words that should not be spoken.

Shame is a dirty place. It’s cluttered with cobwebs trapping irrational fears delicately displayed and saved for the people trying to help me clean up.

Shame says I don’t belong in safe places, no one wants you, leave now.

Mom, mom, mom! Wait, mom, please!

Shame takes her from me. She is never allowed here.

All of this is your fault.

You don’t get to be safe when you’re this dirty.

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