The Admissions of Guilt...

The Admissions of Guilt...

A Poem by Some Call Me Shari'...

 

I’ve been exposed to guilt relentlessly raging,
Against the unveiling of her disguise;
A disguise which karma revealed to be nothing more than exaggerated victimization,
And long lost innocence.
I’ve witnessed guilt’s sheer desperation,
In her attempts to blacken the sunlight,
Of an inevitable rising truth.
I’ve endured the heartbreak of guilt’s many lies,
Felt the sting of her insults,
And allowed my self esteem to weaken because,
Guilt told me that even purity and geniality,
Wasn’t good enough.
Graciously accepting of mere crumbs,
 Of guilt’s unwilling affections.
Ridiculously grateful for just a phone call,
And dumbly flattered by rare compliments.
I have sat in guilt’s court as the defendant whilst she played the judge,
Wrongly indicted by false allegations,
And the horrors of guilt’s own past.
Doubly pleading for exoneration and…
for guilt to not to leave me.
Alas all efforts to prove innocence… proved folly,
As merciless, emotional, cruelty is all that was ever bestowed. 
The phrases “I’m sorry, and I love you, and I can do better,”
Became an album of broken records.
Love melodies beautifully sung,
Ineffectively fell upon guilt’s deaf, corrupted ears.
This is my testimony to having been viciously battered by guilt’s knowingly untruthful accusations,
Then bleeding and dripping purple love,
All the way from southern suburbia,
To the trenches of the mid west.
Convinced that I could not live without the presence of guilt.
Back then naively optimistic,
But now….
Enlightened to the fact that the admission of guilt,
Comes in many forms,
Other than verbally stating:
 “I never loved you”.

© 2008 Some Call Me Shari'...


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Killer last line though I was left going huh slightly for a hot second then it hit me...wow Beautiful emotional write..that most should/could relate to

Posted 16 Years Ago


How you related guilt to being human than just a part of a emotion was very good. And I liked the flow of the poem as well. You were able to bring emotion to each part. Though melancholy, it was interesting and grabbed my attention from the start.

Part that stood out most to me,

"Graciously accepting of mere crumbs,
Of guilt's unwilling affections.
Ridiculously grateful for just a phone call,
And dumbly flattered by rare compliments.
I have sat in guilt's court as the defendant whilst she played the judge,"


Good write

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Some Call Me Shari'...
Some Call Me Shari'...

Atlanta, GA



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