Guilt

I hear his voice in the wind, almost as if he is calling my name. I start to walk a little bit faster, I just want to get home.

I look around me. All I see is darkness, but as I stare off into the distance, I think I see him. I start to run towards the figure; As I reach what I think is him, there's nothing.

I start to smell rain, and soon enough it starts to pour. But I'm frozen, like ice to the spot where I thought he was. By now I'm soaking wet. A tear forms behind my eyes. It burns like fire as the tears run down my cheeks and onto the ground.

It's almost like he's got me in his grip, and I just cant seem to escape it. I tell myself to stay strong, but how can I? when I feel so weak, as almost if I would collapse onto the wet ground, and dissolve?

"Why did I let him slip away from me" I asked myself out loud. I feel numbed by his presence, I sense he's there. I turn around, and nothing, no one. He's become nothing but my guilt, He'll never be anything else.

Living, Breathing, Guilt