Mar 26

Guilty Conscience

dancing on the ceiling
running from the possibilities
fleeing from the feelings
that slowly are catching up to me
crippled now 
under bedsheets
trying to keep whats left of my sanity 
tracing the outline of my own nose
and over again
the pressure of knowing i did what was wrong
the weight of regret 
in my ear singing it's song
smothering me in knowledge i don't want to know 
repeating it's message that weighs on my soul
because i simply didn't say two words
i didn't say Im sorry
and now the guilt and the lonely
are becoming much to heavy 
for one one mind to bear.