Guilt
Guilt, the ultimate life tormentor, constantly pulling and tugging
in an arrogant, nagging way...
Why have these steps taken allowed me to fall undeniably like prey
It is an ugly beast that rears its violent head, which makes me feel as
though I am an open book with tattered pages, that guilt has read.
Consuming , lustful thoughts it has slithered upon me like a demon in the night
and I know now in my heart this is an everlasting fight.
Fighting, and clawing my way to the top, I can not breathe, I can't see it but I know it
is there,
taunting and screaming in my mind these hostile thoughts!!!
Just please make it stop!
Insanity is just around the corner , for the sin that has taken me under its wing
has made me its ultimate mourner.
So you see this enemy of mine has almost become my best friend as I learn to accept all of
these voices that taunt me so well..
I just accept it , as I know this is my hell.............
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