GUILTA Poem by Stephanie SIt was just one night, just this one time and then I thought it would be out of sight, and out of mind, my god, i barely even knew his name I never thought it would haunt me And taunt me and stir up such pain...
It just felt so damn good for that moment to be so strongly desired i didnt think how now it would turn me into this revolting liar
oh how stupid of me to ruin for myself what once was sacred i did'nt even put up a fight i just let him take it
and now i feel dirty and filthy tarnished, and stained rotten and awful remoseful and shamed...
And now I live each day with this festering secret paranoid,scared and desperate to keep it
and i constantly ponder... if you can see it somehow, when you look into my eyes and hear in the words that I speak to you nothing but lies? and maybe you will question what this all might be about? and then you will look at me with skepticism, suspision and doubt....
and maybe you can smell it, stinking, and reeking as a ghastly stench leaking out of my pores, Or observe it coroding my skin, like a blistering, bubbling flesh eating sore as every day it takes away from me more and more and then it beats me, and pounds me like the waves on the shore
so now do I bear a bitter taste, that is rotten and rancid putrid and vile as i go on living with this wretched stealth and apalling guile, just like a slimy cold blooded dreadful reptile...
and can't you realize an imposter! when you look at my face and sence that my sincerity and my virtue have been wongfully replaced and that my purity and rightousness were corruptly erased!
And do you not notice, That right now, at this very moment... I am being eaten alive! by a blood sucking parrasite that rots me inside! after it was spawned from this secret - that from you I so decietfully hide...
Well even if you never com to learn of my crime I can promise you this... I will be rightfully chastized And punished over the course of time... as I am impaired by this guilt that I now feel every day, as it gnaws, and it claws, and it eats me away....
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20 Reviews Added on October 1, 2008 Last Updated on May 4, 2010 AuthorStephanie Sny, NYAbout"I want to feel passion, i want to feel pain, i want to weep at the sound of your name....come make me laugh, come make me cry,,,just make me feel alive!" i find myself writing from time to time, an.. more..Writing
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