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A Good Conscience, A Guilty Soul

Poetry By: princesspunkxx

The consequences of cheating on a loved one carelessly.

Submitted:May 17, 2007    Reads: 386    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   

I looked down at it,

It looked back at me,

wondering if I would admit,

admit my mistakes,

my sins, my crimes,

all the things that causes my heart aches.

I look away, I shudder

Just thinking about it made my stomach flip,

My vision starts to blur,

I blink a couple of times,

Trying to forget

but I can not neglect that look in your eyes,

When you found out about last night,

the other guy,

the Budlights,

When he asked me to go home with him,

As a drunk, I follow,

Into a bedroom so dim...

Hours later I awake with emptiness,

confusion, guilt, regret

Wondering, how will I confess?

Finding the rights words is too hard.

As if my mind cannot breathe.

This is not something you would easily discard.

So now, it looked at me, very tense

I looked straight into its eyes,

My conscience,

Convincing me, persuading

To tell you I'm sorry

and fix my love for you that's fading

but I'm rotting and breaking inside

From hurting you,

Shame will forever follow me alongside.


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