Poetry

Guilt and shame are not my friends
But they keep coming around
Thoughts keep swirling
Peace can't be found

Shame of who I am
And about my past
Thought I was over it
But that didn't last

Guilt follows close behind
Too many mistakes to name
I keep reliving them
And have only myself to blame

If I could do anything what would it be
To live my life for others or just be me
Would my life be put to the test
Maybe staying silent would be best
It's all mixed up shame and fear
If only it could be clear
I won't ever be truly free
I just can't risk being me