I am guilty, not of a murder, robbery or at least not in a physical manner to another,
I am guilty of having dreams that have faded away and impossible to retrieve, harming the person I maybe should have been,
I am guilty of loving those around me, wanting to give them happiness and not to learn from me, to keep their minds and eyes open experiencing all that they can be! I am guilty of losing others in my family tree, much too early due illnesses indiscriminate savagery.
I am guilty of seeking gratification from the people all around me for the person I want to be, instead of being the leader of my own destiny,
I am guilty for making bad decisions that have impacted on my pyche and the ones held most dearest to me,
I am guilty of leaping into the psychology stratosphere in my search for directional enlightenment and growth.
I am guilty of love, hate and every emotion in-between, physically and mentally exhausted I'm down on one knee.
Yes I am guilty, guilty as can be, I don't look in mirrors because I don't like what I see, or maybe I will one day when the light gains momentum of where i want to be.
I am guilty
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Comments (3)
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