Guilt

I’m feeling guilty of the things I shouldn’t feel guilty about.

Like the words I said that night,

I can’t sleep.

Like the words I said the next morning,

I’m fine.

Like the words I said later,

Words that are haunting me,

From the very moment I get up.

Like the places we visited together,

The shadows of that time are haunting me,

Because now I don’t know whether I’m supposed to go there or not.

It haunts me enough to guilt me,

The words you say in my ears today,

It haunts me enough to guilt me,

Of doing things I shouldn’t feel guilty about.

Maybe this is not the way it should have ended,

Haunting me in guilt,

Maybe this is leading up to something,

Probably something with less haunting and no guilt.

FLY, I SAY