the guilt grows stronger
with each mistake
causing a cycle of pain
waiting to get caught
hoping and praying
for it to come soon
to be able to let go
of all the shame
to prideful to ask for help
for it has gone on far to long now
it eats away at my heart
piece by piece it is devored
Lord, help me beat this
before it is TOO LATE
Categories:
untilted, recovery from...,
Form: Free verse
Where are you now...
Where are you when I need you near...
So afraid got me holding on to my fears..
Holding on too to many of these feeling...
You got me confused ...
Don't really know what your hand is dealing...
Let go...
You had me at my low...
Don't have much else to show...
Categories:
untilted, lost love, me, me,
Form: Free verse
Some things disintegrate to dust
In the ghost of death
It’s hard to admit, but we forget
Lest we forget
You can still notice it, but just barely
Thin lines composed on a piece of paper
From where the coldness of the paper on top
The outline of it, the reflection
Always there lingering around every corner
Waiting, following, watching; the trails of its ghost
No one is capable to put an end to it, let alone stop it
Happening all the time, going unnoticed
Sometimes we don’t want to know why
To scared, vulnerable, easy prey
It follows us everywhere, lingering in our shadow
Always on the fringes of our very existence...
A ghost of a whisper
Categories:
untilted, life
Form: Free verse