Powerful Guilt Poem by Laurel Lujan

Guilt can be a powerful feeling
It eats at you day and night
Guilt shoves at your breaking point, till you are screaming

Hanging on the edge of a skyscraper with all your might
Fingertips slipping, the feeling of quitting
But then where is that fight?

Fighting to not feel guilty but to be happy.
Guilt is a disgusting, dictating, deriving stench
Waiting to take over singing a soulful rhapsody.

Guilt's razor, sharp teeth are tearing at my flesh
Leaving gaping wounds that forever bleed at my feet
Dripping, staining the already black clothes making a mess

As a last resort we have to leap!
Damn you, not to my fiery death
Only to creep

Creeping along to find such a bright light
Leading, forever leading
You along, to not feel the monstrous guilt's bite.