Guilt

I never meant to...

What good are excuses now?

Shame manifest

In the red of my cheeks

In my clenched and clammy fists

Trapped in the land of if only

No good wishing for the past

Mind locked on that moment

When everything changed

I never meant to...

But what good are excuses now?

Deep internal burning

Anger and disgust

For ruining everything

Oh what could have been

If only

Please, God let me start over

This guilt is far too great

It's so hard to believe

In forgiveness

When I can't look myself in the face