if guilt were something smaller
something i could swallow
cut into small chunks
and devour
perhaps it would not matter but
guilt is larger than i thought
i am left
chewing and chewing with
no ending in sight
i fill up my mouth with the bulk of it
try to talk through it
and choke
i deserve this, i think
as i force in another bite
the guilt is mine
and when i fight for breath
and spit it out
an unpleasant mess
i am left
willing myself to change
isn’t it strange?
if guilt were smaller
i would not change.
12:38pm - 12/11/25