Guilt Of The Past


So much pain... I don't want to feel.
My life... Someone tell me it is not real.
Past to present.... Just want it to end.
Guilt is my forever friend.
To be happy is wrong for you can not.
My life is where my soul will rot.
Deserved... It is and so much more.
For hurt for me lies behind every door.
To die would be easy... The suffering would finally give.
I can not do it. For my suffering is to live.
Empty life, hurt and pain.
Unending guilt.... Barely sane.
My hopes and dreams.... Washed away.
For on this earth I must stay.

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