The Feeling Of Guilt

I hate this feeling of guilt,

When truly I've done nothing wrong.

The feeling that pierces my heart,

When all I've done is saying what I think.

Why does this feeling hurt me like this?

Why does it not bother others?

Why, and why I'll keep asking, but nothing is fixed.

The feeling of guilt still hurts me.

As I write this.

It'll go away and leave me in peace,

But it'll come back every once in a while

To remind me that it's still there.

That I'm still a broken soul. 

Author's Note

Please tell me what you think!
I'd love to know.