Guilt

Distracted while fully comprehending conviction after conviction we start gruesome like acts of unspeakably treacherous sin. Ashamed of the brutalized wake upon where we lie, chastised, purgerered, and diminished the wholesome selfless morality instilled since before we were brought to fluition. Flagrant amateurism has bathed at great lengths the world as we have it. Fear of the reverberations in this pond we hAve created stop the stones of conversations from making ripples. Defeated and fading are the momentary awarenesses weve prolonged seeing until now. Frightfully gasping as just thinking of the way I wronged and scared ghosts of my life have me regretting acquiring a taste for deceit. I carry my burden as I never come clean, and the shameful existence weighted nowis all that remains.