Never does the feeling mix well with my digestion. It
Goes along my intestinal track and gets stuck every
         time, trying to run
Away from the end when I can finally let it go. But of
         course this
Always happens every time I think about it. The guilt
         grows like a baby
Inside my stomach until nothing can tie it down as it
         tries to climb its way out of
Me. Up my throat and through
Me. Destroying
Me.