Shame

A poem about shame and guilt.

I look at you and know I can never say,

What I did on that fateful day.

My past a fog of pain and shame.

Sometimes I forget, and my mind is at rest.

But, then it returns. The weight on my chest.

The guilt is suffocating.

Silently I drown.

But I can never say. 

Will the shame just go away?

I am slowly dying.

Can I ever be cleansed?

Or will I go to my grave with the guilt in my heart.

I know that this tears as both apart.

Shameful. Alone, I cry, 

and feel myself die.