How guilt feels

ann hegg

If i could just sink in to my bed,

It would have been amazing

If i only woke up after a week,

My guilt could have been gone

When guilt washes over me

Hopes run away

But i still hold on to hope even when i know there is nothing

I wanted to start over, change but now i dont want to repeat this.

Looking at the ceiling i see guilt written all over it

I want to die but also wanna live and here i  am holding on to hopes.

  • Author: ann hegg (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 12th, 2026 19:44
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Hope is the last thing to die. Well written



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