Poetry

The Darkness of Guilt.

Their was an ignited flame that went through her veins,
The flame slowly vanquished her nerves as her body froze,
Frozen and still,
Her head whirled,
Her head began to shrink,
Smaller,
And smaller,
As her thoughts turned into one massive blur,
Here heart slowed then raced then repeated,
Her soul shattered,
There she laid and saw all the broken pieces of herself lying on the floor,
Cold,
Cold,
Oh she felt so cold,
Worried,
Exhaled from breathe,
She felt her lungs on fire,
She opened her mouth and out billowed the stone cold grey smoke,
She choked,
The smoke was slowly suffocating her,
As if it had dark hands around her throat,
Cold,
Worried,
Burning,
Think,
Think,
She could not think,
She could not breathe or feel especially in a moment like this, for she has done something devastatingly wrong,
Her body was at war and the ignited flame that slowly destroyed her was an old feeling,
And a feeling not missed,

-Guilt.