Written by: Shahana Jackson

I feel it.
I felt it.
Numbingly so.
I dealt with it.
It eats me a live
like lions eat their prey.
Tearing and stretching 
my insides everyday.
Of course I feel bad.
I refuse to allow this
to compromise
the heart that fills me up.
I refuse to give her up. 
I won't let it take control of me.
Although it threatens to 
splash all over me.
I am drown in my guilt.
I see the unhappiness
I myself am building.
This isn't good for me.
I need to defeat this some how.