To survive life, guilt must be pulled from thought,
like a festering rotten tooth. Negative self image
poisons the brain.
The twisted notion of forgiveness, is often lost,
upon ones own self.
Inside the sparking flesh of the entombed brain,
thoughts dance with dark lightning.
Violations carried out upon humanity
swirl in memories, like a growling tornado.
Guilt of transgression, becomes the script
on the stage of life,
yelling again the wrongs,
that are already carved in bone,
behind the eyes of the accuser.
Copyright © 2017 Zachary W. Gilbert