Guilt
Blood drips passed by chapped lips
as I cough up the lies that I have told,
my chest tightening each time another one slips
Lies that I must now hold.
Air barely fills my lungs
as I remain deceitful.
My mind wraps around my neck,
choking me into realizing my guilt.
I am a prisoner to my thoughts.
Tied down by the fears
and caged in by my consciousness.
I must keep it all inside.
Within my cage lies great evil.
Haunting my memories,
with terrifying delusions
of greater darkness.
Copyright © Revonda Bell | Year Posted 2015
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