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Guilt

There aren’t words to express,
How much I want to feel.
I don’t care what the feeling is,
I just want it to be real.
 
The crushing guilt is keeping me,
From feeling any pain,
From cutting, burning, wanting,
From bleeding out like rain.
 
I feel like I owe someone something,
For these scars to slowly fade,
But the longing tears me up inside,
And of that I am afraid.
 
I press the razor to my skin,
I’m weak; I hesitate,
Your words haunt me as I look down,
Those words I love to hate.
 
“Don’t do this, I love you”
“There’s nothing left to fear”
“I’ll never, ever leave you”
…So, why aren’t you here?

(2011)

As previously clarified, most of my early poems are downers. I don't struggle with these things anymore. (:

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