Guilt

By Bhavya Arya

Why do I feel guilty

When I spew the venom

I was once served

Was it well deserved

I feel broken today

Is this my end

I have picked up the pieces once

This time

I cannot seem to mend

All I ever wanted was the truth

Slept on a bed of lies

Was hurt once before

Now I am prepared to die

Have been alone before

Was scared back then

Loneliness is my only friend now

I'm not one among the men

Everyone has their problems

They deal with their own fair share

Why am I being reprimanded

Only because I dream?

Only because I dare?

By Bhavya Arya