Guilt
I am thankful,
I am so lucky,
yet at times I cry,
filled with sorrow,
not quite knowing where I belong,
wanting to escape the world,
for a moment I forget,
forget that I am loved,
I am lucky,
yet I cry,
will future me look back on now,
with nostalgia,
or with sadness,
that I felt pain so deeply,
but with so much to be thankful,
I am guilty,
one day I will be okay,
not yet.
but one day.
Copyright © Ella Chandler | Year Posted 2023
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