GUILT

GUILT🎀 She wondered if all feel the same, Or if she is the only one so insane. After an event so unpleasant, It's usual to feel it's not your fault. But she believes in the blood she's the clot, She's an idiot and she feels the guilt. She felt herself smaller than a peasant, She felt she had been smothered. Although she had been proved to be wretched, She had been a coward, she confessed. To stay away from her fears she pledged, Now a big gray napkin,she fetched. Her tears away,she dredged, And a new life, she sketched. Sometimes, events in life crack up, That feel like a disaster But lead to a new start up.