Guilt

Sun, 01/14/2018 - 16:26 -- CH

There are things

I cannot control

 

Things

 

I cannot do for you

(Even though I wish to,

so

so

much)

 

Things

beyond my,

your,

Our capacity.

 

 

Please,

Cease your assault.

 

Please stop looking at me with eyes

filled with poison and hate.

 

I’m tired,

I can’t help,

I’m guilty,

I’m hurting.

 

(You’re hurting Me.)

 

Comments

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7 years ago

This is amazing. It makes me think about how someone that hurt me feels. He told me i deserve better than him, and i was told by an outside source that he cant look at me because of the hurt in my eyes.

CH

7 years ago

I try to evoke emotion when I write these pieces, mostly because I feel them when I write them in the first place.

Thus, I am so honored that this could be a source of memory for you.

Thank you for your comment!

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