What Question

How do you bleed? 
What is your shame? 
Where do you run from?
Why are you clear? 
Fortune favors the cold? 
That's what they told you?
How could you have shown?
Have you checked in at away? 
Where is your loam? 
Fright delivers, overnight gripping, 
Containers filled with pieces 
Of a shattered earthly scream?