Never the same form twice

Guilt is never the same for different people But for me... Guilt is a large unrecocgnizable shape with no proper holds Guilt is a heavy jagged metal filled with a thick dark liquid Guilt is a weight that never seems to lighten Guilt is a burden you never get used to But for them... Guilt is a ball, held in one hand, much smaller than it used to be Guilt is an old friend, met time and time again, familiar to see Guilt is always with them, but they don't call it a menace Guilt feels like home, their one and only true place But for him... Guilt is a bear trap, lying in wait of the day he makes an unforgettable mistake Guilt is a lioness stalking its prey, waiting for their most vulnerable moment Guilt is right around every corner waiting for a wrong turn Guilt is inevitable for him, it's just a matter of when But for her... Guilt is a rope, ties to her, keeping her down Guilt is a knot, keeping her trapped to her past Guilt is a noose, freeing her from what she did Guilt is the engraving on the stone in the cemetery To some guilt is an old friend To some guilt is waiting patiently To some guilt is a death sentence But to most guilt is a reminder of what shouldn't have been