Analysis of Casting Shame

By darkness I trolled,
in my oft-shedding skin

Hidden alleys I roamed,
for new victims at whim

But at last I must face
the deception I’ve wrought

And relive every memory,
that festers and rots

As the truth in rebellion,
turns its anger within

No forgive or forgetting,
or my blaming the gin

In the few moments left,
as I slither and weave

Still bearing false witness,
against those I’ve deceived

My venom gets swallowed,
death final and small

With the light I once blocked,
casting shame on it all

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)