Immovable

Immovable

A Poem by E.V. Black
"

The guilt haunts my mind.

"

What to do?

The guilt haunts

my mind.

My body is immovable;

there is nothing left

but the constant wishing

within my conscious

to have done something else.

© 2011 E.V. Black


Author's Note

E.V. Black
Yeah, I was having a bad night when I was writing this. I'd had a wonderful day that day; my family (just my dad and sister) made the night bad for me.

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