Shameless

A poem about not feeling shame. No regret.

Shameless I am, born to balance
on the shiny, crimson blade.
One side is to ever suffer,
the other? is to simply fade.

Shameless I am, made for living,
ever flying -born of lust.
I will take what I desire
till the kingdoms tun to dust.

Shameless I am, but of kindness
I have yet my kindness kept
and for shame I should be feeling?
I shamelessly have wept.