Guilt
Its hard when you're trying
And impossible when you're not
Its sad when you're content
It's miserably constant
It sticks, it stays
Its never going away
Run fast, run hard
Run into- its arms
Try burying yourself
And you'll lose, dear Survivor
But try fixing yourself
And it'll leave with a little reminder
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The Ramblings of A Lunatic
RandomThis is a record of the thoughts in my head through the current span of my life. It is not a novel. It will have pieces of poetry and full blown rants. I hope that anyone reading this will be able to relate. And if you actually are reading this 'jo...
