Guilt

 

I struggle

to let go

of this

suffocating

guilt.

 

A missed appointment

A missed visit

here and there…

Making promises

I can’t possibly

keep.

 

Your memory

~or lack there of~

serves me well,

at times…

perhaps.

 

But, like a parasite,

eating away…

My stubborn foe

begs and begs me

to stay.

 

Some days

I wish

to forget

like you do…

To be taken away

on the sea of

unburdened

memories…

 

Instead,

I will focus

on what’s 

left of you…

 

Your spunky spirit

Your enthusiastic

expressive

love and concern…

Your feisty 

wit and charm…

 

And so,

I carefully

hold on

to all the good..

as I peacefully stand

disarmed

 

And I will strive

to place

all of this

needless guilt

into his

eternal

loving arms…

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