Guilt (poem)

Guilt....
It cuts through the silence...
Guilt....
It pierces my ears....
Guilt....
It's so short....
It's so loud......
Just saying that word makes me want to cry....
Guilt....
I am guilty....
I will always be....
Guilt....
It is guilty itself....
It is guilty for being guilt....
For being guilt that will always kill me inside....
Guilt....
I am gulty for trying my best,
But failing,
I am guilty for choosing such a stupid and useless choice,
That will kill me,
Bit by bit, making it worse and worse for me....
Guilt.....
It haunts me forever....
It makes me rott away....
Guilt makes me think bad thoughts:
No one needs me....
They hate me....
I hate them....
I'll die....
I'll suffer....
They don't care...
Guilt....
Why was it created....
Why did God create such a shamefull thing?
It pierces my heart,
But I'm being too nice,
I force on a smile,
I cry inside,
I feel guilty for frowning,
I feel guilty for regecting,
I feel guilty for crying,
I feel guilty for hurting myself just to comfort the others,
I feel guilty for hiding the truth,
I feel guilty for lieing and telling the ugly truth,
I feel gulty for I will always be....
(I wrote this poem, because I feel guilty for living, for being born on this planet, and worst of all, for killing an innocent creature)