Guilt takes my air.
Guilt takes my breath.
She’s the one who squeezes me into compliance.
She’s a teacher and a disciplinarian.
To suffocate is to learn.
To learn to bend.
To learn to bow.
A lesson taught without punishment
is a lesson taught without purpose.
Pain carves memories —
and these memories never fade.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 10:24 PM UTC
Guilt takes my air.
Guilt takes my breath.
She’s the one who squeezes me into compliance.
She’s a teacher and a disciplinarian.
To suffocate is to learn.
To learn to bend.
To learn to bow.
A lesson taught without punishment
is a lesson taught without purpose.
Pain carves memories —
and these memories never fade.
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