Guilt Poem by Winter Coulter

She wonders what happened.
She looks in the mirror and sees her evil reflected.
That's what she thinks anyway.
She asks herself 'Will my hands be stained red with his blood?
Will I stain him with mine? '
Am I who I think I am?
Am I evil?
Am i something that never should of happened?
Is everything my fault as I have been told?
Can I get through this?
She wonders all this to herself
Alas always too afraid to express these thoughts out loud.
She wants to be free of this endless guilt.
But, she is always blamed.
She always thinks its her fault.