Guilt

Feelings were lost. i feel angry once more but not sad. Only guilt. I hate myself for it. My mental state of cause sent me to beings someone’s interest… when the tables turned No interest was returned i had a sparse of ambition ready to scavenge a new life. The new life i thought i wanted is corrupted at this point right now. WHAT AM I? A MIRAGE? or a pathetic tiny grain blowing in the dust. i shed tears of guilt and anger, none sad. what have i done to myself? why do i feel so torn? i’m tired of this cloak of happiness. my body and mind aches. what have i become?

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Beata Agustin

Date: 3/9/2025 6:35:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.