Gorilla’s in the Chest

Whenever I make a mistake that causes someone hurts, it takes a while for me to get over that guilt. Today I was struggling hard in the car to settle my brain and the pulsing bad feelings in my chest. So I recorded some poems to work through the ugly feelings going on in my chest.

A gorilla named Guilt

Lives caged in my chest

Slumbers on in contentment

In a deeply delicate nest

Anxiety hits unexpected

Bolts of lightening hit hard

Guilt awakens and roars

It’s all completely off guard

Fist slam thunderously loud

Pain spreads out in aches

Play music, sooth Guilt’s pain

Now let’s see how long it takes

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