Where in my life did I go wrong,
Where on this earth do I belong,
Some of the questions I ask as I reflect,
My life should be better than what I recollect,
I should be married with more children by now,
But right now I am single and I don't know how,
I should have 2 or 3 more books written by this time,
Instead I have only the 1 and that is my crime,
My life is mine for me to judge,
Sometimes when I think of my mistakes I may hold a grudge,
So as I sit back and write this work,
A feeling of guilt may begin to lurk!
YOU ARE READING
My Guilt!
PoetryMy guilt is me being guilty for the space in my life that I fill. I should be further along and I blame no one but myself!
