I've been stripped down

I started this poem in May, finished it today. I tried to get into a similar state of mind

I have been stripped down
I’m completely exposed
I don’t even have a sweater
To cover my bones
My scars no longer matter
My skin is gone
I am nothing more than what I’ve made me
My regrets have been stripped
My problems shown
They’re apparent, but still unknown
We ignore what we can’t handle
Dispose of what’s broken
Hurt the ones we love
Without even knowing
In this room, I’m exposed
Out flows all the things I tried not to make known
Out comes the pain that I’ve suppressed
And all the things I’ve tried to forget
The feeling of shame is written across my face
This is not it’s rightful place
I’ve made mistakes, but I’m not broken
In this room, I’m completely open