random poem #3

The Taint
Bitch, slut
all these names are mine
yet none fit.
you think i flaunt what i have, as you do
yet i try to hide it from view
you whisper behind your hands as i pass
yet i do not turn like you expected me to
i keep walking, detirmined
once, we were called friend
now, we are rivels
you went to far, and so did i
too far for redemption, which is what everyone seeks.
You don't understand, no one does
not even me.
Alone, as always, i walk
hopeing to pass a friendly face
there are none.
The sea of people which i walk in is tainted,
with pain sorrow, anger
slefloathing
no on is untouched, no one escaped
this epidemic swept and captured everyone
clutching us to its breast, in a hold not even the strongest man could break.
Corruption is every where, and i walk deeper into the sea
lost forever, like all those before me.