Angel's Poems

Guilt + AN

Guilt destroys me. My choice consume me from the inside. Piece by piece, cell by cell it destroys me. It begins in my heart, then spreads to my brain. Tearing over and over again. Although with remedy it will decrease, almost nonexistent, cured the initial pain, internally the scars which control my thought will remain. Guilt the flesh eating virus strikes again.

AN:
As you probably already put together I feel terribly guilty, what for? A comment that I made on the story "Saving Sawyer." Before you freak out and think oh my gosh Angel was a cyber bully, I wasn't. But I got annoyed with the author and was a little rude and she blocked me (note I said a little it's not like language was involved or anything I don't curse and I didn't exactly "insult" her) it was at that point I realized I crossed the line, I sorta borrowed my friend's account to apologize (which I will tell my friend in the morning, it's like past 10pm right now where I live) However I still feel guilty. I got offended initially because I commented about a choice the character made, and I said that I wished they did something else, not that I would want people do the thing I wanted the character to do in real life but the character is fictional so they can do whatever. Btw the character decided not to have sex yet with this guy she likes but I really wished she did even though I highly discourage underage sex in real life. Anyways I was being PG so I referred to having sex as "doing it" and the author said that I seem unqualified to make that judgement because I referred to it in that way. And I got offended, because the author has said things to people in other comments getting offended when people say things like really you aren't allowed to do that in real life. Also in another comment she kinda responded back to me in a demeaning way I was still offended...long story short I sorta told her she shouldn't take these comments so seriously, and that she needs to loosen up and I also spoke in a bit of a condescending manner towards her like she had towards me in a previous comment and she blocked me and I'm sorta worried that she actually took my comment to heart. But she is a Watty's Winner and 18 in comparison to me who is of an unspecified younger age than her and has most popularity in this book. Doesn't give me the right to be rude though, so um I guess comment what you think.
Love ya,
Angel

Ps. The metaphor although it is serious, is also meant to be slightly humorous. I almost named the poem flesh eating virus, but I didn't want to scare anyone. Anyways bye thanks for reading.