GuiltWhen I do something bad,Guilt4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or is mad,
At something I shouldn't be,
It makes me feel guilty.
I can feel it seeping in,
Tiny and thin.
But once it's inside,
It's not just something that hides.
It eats at my brain,
Causes torture and pain.
As I can feel my insides being ripped apart,
I can feel it creeping closer to my heart.
Pressure is all I get.
Making it impossible to forget,
That one bad thing.
I start to give in.
Guilt is a disease to me.
Promising to never let me free.
Its eating all the energy out of me,
Vision blurry; Hard to see.
Headache and hurt,
But you would think that I would learn,
That I would never have to earn,
This feeling again,
But I don't. And every now and then,
It starts to re-begin.