Guilt

by Jax x lyn   Jul 5, 2007


Cold as an iceberg,
Stinging like a bee,
Sharp as a razor blade,
Guilt pulses through me.

My lips are pressed
Against yours in vain,
I'm trying to rid myself
Of undeniable pain.

Supposed to mean nothing,
A simple kiss unto you,
It would help me forget
My confusion so true.

A chilled scent flows,
Memories long past,
I pull away quickly,
I don't want it to last.

My heart belongs to him,
My lips are his to touch,
But you deny me of my love,
You fell for too much.

Tears blur my vision,
I cough a sad sound,
My legs move and I get up,
Slowly turning around.

The wind whistles a song,
Trees sway in the tune,
I begin to walk away,
In the light of the moon.

The meadow sings to me,
Sweet scents of laughter,
But my mind still doubts
A happily ever after.

Some way or another,
I know he'll find out,
Anger bubbles inside of me,
Biting back my curdling shout.

Hot as a flame,
Deep and blue as the sea,
Darkness like the shadows,
Guilt pulses through me.

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