Guilt
No other place so wretched
Has ever seen the light
Its treachery ever hidden
By the darkness of the night
A prison of forgotten promises
A tomb of shattered dreams
The silence ever broken
By the sounds of hollow screams
Death here has no meaning
For we all just wait to die
Beckoning, though we might
It will only pass us by
Trapped here in this prison
Where no one will ever find
My thoughts now hold me hostage
Inside my infected mind
Poisoned, by my trangressions
And the broken trust I've built
I suffer in this shameful place
A place that I call Guilt
Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2010
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