Should I feel guilt,
Should I feel guilty Becuase you're out there Loving someone who's not me?
And my love she lies
a sleeping like seed beneath the ground to await the coming Sun and the day when I will join her for It's the first time be been apart For when I layed her down to rest and placed flowers on her grave and as I walked away I felt so guilty for leaving her there for the first time on her own But In the summer Its nice to where she lies when the flowers come to bloom and birds do sing again And I sit and talk to her and tell her to be patient I will be joining her In a little while, I can spend much more time In the summer with her
Helen she lise awaiting For Me but I've always felt guilty for leaving her for time alone
for all the things i never said anything for all the times i didn't speak up for all the times i let you make me feel uncomfortable in my own skin for all the times i let you make me feel guilty for all the times i let you get away it for all the times i let you win for all the times i let you make me cry at 2am i apologize for never telling you that you were ruining everything about me that you made me hate myself and that this hate continues to run through my veins for you and for me and everything that slipped through the cracks in between as you broke me
you were known for having no empathy
was my guilty pleasure an innocent sin that no man could condemn without hypocrisy
has made me realise, that one of the worst feelings in the world is seeing someone you love pass away and in that moment realising how much little time you spent with them.
I have a really bad guilty conscious that I never spent enough time with my loved ones before they died.
I feel the lull of the sun, day by day, and wonder if I have to
When the moon, hanging on a string, shifts the tides and pulls me in. Do I have to When the screams of glittering stars fall around me and break in my palms, slicing my hands, and the sun and the moon beg for my face to turn unwavering Do I have to
Guilty by choice
Guilty by rage, not by faith Guilty to crave, to thrive, to smile Cheer on for you are guilty of all these charges. Proclaim your hunger for your right of passage.
i don't think i like nice people
i feel guilty around them like my past stains me still and they see it all
Did I love you with all of my heart? Guilty.
Did I take care of you from the start? Guilty. Did I help you learn and play and grow? Guilty. So why then, now must you go? Was I not enough? Guilty. Wasn't I tough enough? Guilty. Perhaps I left the leash too long? Guilty. The choices you made were all wrong. Am I fading now into the dark? Guilty. Did I never even make a mark? Guilty. Did I try and cry and fight and yell? Guilty. Now you're leaving me right here in ****. Was there something more I could've done? Guilty. Will I be looked down on by everyone? Guilty. Will I cry all through the night and day? Guilty. How I truly wish that you could stay.
She is beautiful
flapping her beautiful wings guilty pleasures now