SHAME

Shame, 'tis but a path
A path of failure I tread
Shame, a sign away.

My feet are heavy
Each step takes a hefty toll
A toll on my soul.

The path of failure is not dark.  It is lit with the most glamorous lighting.
The path of failure is not a maze.  It is a straight path with no obstacles in sight.
The path of failure is tiled with new bricks.  But it is within a glass structure like a greenhouse.
Beyond the glass on the side are grass fields.  Nicely trimmed and green, no weeds nor pests. 
A true spectacle are the grass fields!
But the glass prevents those who walk on the path from reaching the grass.
With no end in sight, one takes the walk of shame.
At first, the walk seems normal, nothing perculiar.
As the sun's heat is captured and stored in the glass structure, the walk begins to feel heavy.
The heat makes one's limbs ten times more heavy.
The heat makes one's breath ten times more dense.
The heat makes one's steps a hundred times more difficult!
So it begins; the walk of shame.
And this is but the beginning.
Thankfully, humans are adaptive, versatile, and strong.
Soon the heat becomes ambient, it is background.
Strength returns to steps!
Pace returns to breaths!
Vigor returns to limbs!
The walk is easy now.
The walk is conquered now!
And now we have time to think.
To think!
Yes, it is time to reflect,
Reflect good.
You just got used to the walk of shame.
You got used to the path of failure.
You forgot about the grass on the other side.