As I felt guilt start to build up in my stomach,
Tears start flowing out my eyes,
You ask "what's wrong?"
Nothing is wrong,
I've hurt you.
Just by a simple sentence.
I may have broken you.
I'm sorry.
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From My Point of View
PoetryRandom thoughts and feelings after late night breakdowns, phonecalls, anxiety attacks or anything that comes to mind really. I'm going to add a TW because these are my thoughts and I have bulimia, Manic Bipolar Disorder, anxiety, ect,. Just figured...
Guilt
As I felt guilt start to build up in my stomach,
Tears start flowing out my eyes,
You ask "what's wrong?"
Nothing is wrong,
I've hurt you.
Just by a simple sentence.
I may have broken you.
I'm sorry.