Guilt Poem by graham russell

wandering around this empty place
i hear the voices in my head
the ghostly voices of ages past
when happiness my heart did
know

whispering voices calling out
from memories inside myself
telling me it, s not my fault

the fire raged out of control
i try to get to them those i
loved trapped in the flames

fire burning, chocking, someone
pulling me back as i try to forward
go into sheets of flames

hearing cries of pain coming
from with in this house of death
as i watch in disbelief

now i wander around the shell
thing of those who i loved so
well

my love my wife
my children my
little children

as i fall to my knees as guilt
overwhelms me, for save i could
not those who meant more to me
than life it, s self