I am a little puddle of guilt
torn between the truth they speak
and our strength that shows.
I know they're right, you should let me go
and move on, let me fight.
Listen to them, forget about us, see you and stay.
Once alone the thoughts and memories flood and spill,
they mix at will.
Now back where i sadly started, not knowing the direction i should take.
Could go, I could and should, but for now i won't.
Taylor A. Olson
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