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Shame

Shame drips into the crevices of my soul
Staining it forever with it's torturing memory
The image of all the pain I'd cause
Playing over and over inside my head
Each time a bit of my smile fades
My stomach drops a little lower
And my guilt grows stronger
Consuming my every thought
Till I can't take much more
So much I'd done wrong
So many things
I did that hurt the ones i love
Their pain
Their tears
Their screams
All of it permanently set into my memory
Like an ugly image of myself in the back of my head
An image I can never escape because it's a part of me
Following me as i grow up, go to college, get married, have kids, and grow old
Even as I'm dying I see everything I'd done
I see that hideous image of my soul
Distorted with all the hurt I'd caused
With my all the crimes I'd committed
Since I came into this world as an infant
As my breath grows short
As my bones grow weak
As my life comes to an end
My guilt doesn't quit
It follows me to my grave
And haunts me even then
Never ending torment
No way to escape it
Watch your actions
Be mindful of your impact
Because they will one day
Come back for you

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  • kissjess
    January 1
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    Oh...
    my...
    gosh.
    I know exactly exactly how this feels, EXACTLY.
    This is so amazing, I have another bookmark.
    This may be one of the best poems you have ever written.
    It's mind boggling, how good it is.
    I want to tell you what my favorite part is,
    But then I would have to copy the whole poem right here, that's how good it is.
    Thank you SO SO SO SO much for writing this.
    Great, great job.


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    June 16, 2008

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    truly can relate.
    I'm always like this, never knowing what to do, how to change things, whether I'm doing anything right.