Guilt is a powerful affliction.
You can try to turn your back on it,
but that’s when it sneaks up behind you and eats you alive.

Some people struggle to understand their own guilt, unwilling or unable to justify the part they play in it.
(Hitting close to home?)
Others run away from their guilt, shading their conscience
until there’s no conscience
left at all.
(Can you relate?)

I run toward my guilt.
I feed off of it.
I need it.
For me,
guilt is one of the few lanterns that still light my way.
Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.

In the end,
¬ the guilty
¬ always fall.