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The Truth About Guilt

A poem written for a friend feeling guilty after a night out

There you go - feeling guilty again, fearing what you may have said or done.   Guilt is nothing more than a sign of a beauty within, for only beautiful people suffer the burden of guilt.   Only the kind possess it. Only the thoughtful carry it. Only the c...

Dear Brother Part II: I'm sorry

If you ever see this... it is all I have been wanting to say that I could not. Please forgive me.

I love you- You know that right? Every time that I have told you no, I was hoping it was for your own good. You say you are no longer the same person, That he died long ago. I don't belive you. I will always see you as the strong, amazing, and most braves...

I lay in bed, breathing deeply, hoping it would distract me from my excruciating headache. Pieces of the only food I had an actual craving for floated in a bucket of vomit by my bedside. “God, why me?” I whimpered. A strong wind forced the curtains away f...


I am so angry with myself for what I did,

I don't know why I did it, a moment of madness I suppose. You were just laying there, innocent, untouched and I just couldn't help myself. I had to have you! I never thought of the consequences, what would happen if I dared to touch you... No, I was out o...

Faces of my Past

Is it too late to make peace with past memories?

I do dwell too often on the pastabout things I had no control If I told all it would likely flabbergastthese memories from so long ago I am ashamed when being askedof the things that happened then Forced so young to grow up far too fastmy childhood stolen...

Harper: Slow

Inspired by: Slow by TheSarahJade on YouTube

"I miss you so much."I kneel on the grass and stare into the darkening horizon for a long period of time, my mind whirling, the compulsively organized file cabinets in my brain spewing memories onto the floor. I am forced to sift through them in order to...

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Past Memories

Is it too late to set myself free?

Do I dwell too often on the pastabout things I had no control If told all they would flabbergastmemories of another time Ashamed I am when being askedof things that happened then Forced to grow up way too fastchildhood stolen from me Did I deserve to be l...

GUILTYour insane guilt is driving me insanedraining me drysucking my life force out of my shattered bodyTugging at mePulling on meDemanding of me to give, give, giveEven when I'm finally left lying, curled and shriveled, on the floor,It would STILLnot be,...

My Hidden Reality

I can only hide from myself for so long.

It’s coming from each sideI can feel it surround meChoking, suffocating I can’t see it, yet still it’s there A thousand tiny hands Holding, pressing Pinning me where I stand I can’t understand it Confusing, condemning Where reality and fantasy touch The b...