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G U I L T

I see them both, parts of myself.
and I can't help the anger,
it just comes in waves

they're arguing now,
I can picture their faces
red and furious,

and I suddenly hate it,
I hate them, myself.
this life of mine.

then the guilt hits me,
guilt for feeling this way,
guilt for being this person,
this boring, mess
of a human being.

and that's all I can bear,
this guilt of mine,
that swallows away my days,
guilt about all my regrets.

I'm just,
guilty,
           guilty, 
guilty,

I can feel the stain on my soul,
I wish I could carve it out of me.