GUILT


Facing the bathroom walls,

illuminated by orange lights,

a gloomy feeling fell on me.


Reminiscing,

an overdose of guilt engulfed me.

A subtle hint descended on me -

Too selfish, I am.

I think to myself then,

what makes a man?


I find myself flooded with guilt,

and with a pinch of hatred,

a hatred for myself.

The bathroom is my cell.


-Shijie