f i v e: breaking point
Regret is for those
who blame themselves.
It is remorse for an action or
incident of which you've
committed and hold
yourself responsible,
how I hold
myself responsible.
It is guilt on how I cannot
change what I've already
done and weighs more
than any weight,
enough for me to suffocate,
like I've wrapped my own
hands around my own neck,
strangling me so tightly
little black dots seem to dance
around my vision.
It is the inability to
realize that nothing but
the tears in my eyes
causing my sight to
blur or my conscious
constantly nagging me
is making myself feel
things I don't want to feel.
I am beginning to
push myself in so many
directions with so many
corners to hide and be
held exposed,
suddenly becoming the
very definition of
breaking point.
