"Guilt": A Poem Book

General Knowledge

I am a monster when I'm hurt.

If I say I don't like you, then I don't care whatever happens to your bloodline or the misfortune heading your way.

Do I smile with glee of your bad karma?

No, not in public, but a little bit of insanity in my mind does.

I have a big heart with loving gestures of community to all

I'm an ambivert with 2% of a jaded heart.

If you touch my skin it's warm with my natural glow, but my heart; a tremendous act bestow upon my heart will greatly affect the way I view you.

The power I hold in my fingertips vary depending on the people I care about. And the people that covered me with bad omens usually can't see the effects it did my heart.

I've said what people have done to me physically and mentally, but I haven't really gone in-depth about the person that allowed them to have power over me.

When I first meet the people that left me, because I either pushed them too hard or they left because they lie to me that they will always be there for me, I see saints with wings tucked away for nobody to see. While many other saints have their wings out and about like myself I see the saints with forlorn complexions but bright smiles with their wings hidden. Others ignore them but I see the wings in a shade of jade.

I go to jaded wings and touch them. When the owners turn around to see the criminal that touched a piece of their lives they see me.

They groom me and tell me stories about their history while I listen. It was my choice to listen to them and wear clothes they made me.

My greatest mistake was to say they fit nicely.

I should've known by their jaded wings. But I wanted to help, be a friend, a lover, a healer. A lot of people can't their wings, but very few can see them. I'm an offspring from a jaded saint. If you haven't guessed it yet, you have to come from a jaded parent to see the wings.

As i was growing up, I couldn't detect the aura but only the wings. But now, I can sense the first layer of their power.

Bang bang, I hit the ground.

Bang bang, my baby shot down.