Guilt.

A jaw-clenching feeling. One that can be overwhelming. In our stomachs, in our heads, My bodies aches when we go to bed.

Drive us crazy, guilt. Make our fists clench, our heads tilt. Make our eyes water in regret, In anger of not being able to forget.

It eats us slowly, but surely. A bit, still more, entirely. In rambling thoughts, we dive. Will we ever not feel bad for being alive?

1. https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/DcxQN8B2Ip
2. https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/jTuxNZq4r9