The Tell-Tale Heart: "Write about a time you felt immense guilt, but imagine that guilt as a physical sound or object that everyone else could hear or see".
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I looked out into the deep ocean, a place that is a frozen cold graveyard for many. It's the only place I felt at peace after his death. I didn't live anywhere near it, but, when I was near it. That was the only time I felt at peace with myself, or somewhat cold.
A raven soars by in the autumn breeze, I run through the jungle of corn mazes. The golden rows are like golden braids of hair forming a crown.
I heard the crows and ravens squawk in harmony, in the autumn sun, I felt the guilt wash over me as if it was somewhat my fault. I didn't know him well, but we ran together.
A teammate, a possible future friend. Now I'm left with the memories and what was the end. I spent that summer trying to catch up with you, only to run out of air and realize no one could catch up with you.
You were gone too soon, you ran away, to the kingdom in the sky. I'm still hung up, as the world tries to move on.
Feb 2
Feb 2, 2026 at 2:17 PM UTC
The Tell-Tale Heart: "Write about a time you felt immense guilt, but imagine that guilt as a physical sound or object that everyone else could hear or see".
🐦⬛
I looked out into the deep ocean, a place that is a frozen cold graveyard for many. It's the only place I felt at peace after his death. I didn't live anywhere near it, but, when I was near it. That was the only time I felt at peace with myself, or somewhat cold.
A raven soars by in the autumn breeze, I run through the jungle of corn mazes. The golden rows are like golden braids of hair forming a crown.
I heard the crows and ravens squawk in harmony, in the autumn sun, I felt the guilt wash over me as if it was somewhat my fault. I didn't know him well, but we ran together.
A teammate, a possible future friend. Now I'm left with the memories and what was the end. I spent that summer trying to catch up with you, only to run out of air and realize no one could catch up with you.
You were gone too soon, you ran away, to the kingdom in the sky. I'm still hung up, as the world tries to move on.
This poem is inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's poem Tell-Tale Heart, one of my favorite poems by him.
