This guilt - it betrays me!
Your secrets I've kept...
"Just relax!", "No Big Deal!"
But how often I've wept!
What is worse than
this horrible pain in my chest,
Is the fact that you think -
"This was all for the best."
Chained forever in guilt -
Pounding heart in my head...
This is burned on my soul,
'Til the day I am dead...
Every sin I commit,
Comes from serving you well...
Every step that I take,
Is one closer to Hell.
Rebecca Anne
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