the guilt is heavy in my chest.
I feel *****. used. greedy.
I don’t do it on purpose.
my mind leaves me momentarily.
I was far far away.
too far to run and stop myself.
I let the moment consume me.
now the guilt will overrule me.
the shame is hard to hold.
I feel disgusting and cold.
let the darkness surround me.
like the arms of the boy that hardly knew me.