#shame

Venus rages brightly tonight
  But the night is thick with shame.
It doesn't cool my round thoughts
  Nor hold my soul to the flame.

Some things just can't be said;
  Neither can they be helped.
These things should be weathered -
  And through it all - be felt.

Pieces of me - I try to collect
  Before they can fall away
And I guard them - resolute
  That something of those remain.