Face the Shame

I sit enveloped in a fog That never breaks but for the rain Of salty tears and oozing blood I've loosed from yet another vein. While all around me lovers kiss And mothers give their babes a change New love, new clothes, each a fresh start I see as sickeningly strange. I crave the putrid and the shunned The dusty corners webbed and dark A bottom dweller, fetid form Cast out from every patriarch. I am not fit to walk this earth Indwell this body I sear in I am ruined, unfit, unclean My bulging middle screams my sin. If I had the strength to end it, But Evil bids me to stay on And face the shame I cannot speak Birthing my brother and my son. 8/22/2016 For contest: Five rhyming stanzas and five only Rhyme scheme: ABCB