Trapped For Good! ! Poem by Sophie Shaw

I lay in a darkened room,
Thinking about what I have done,
I feel a rush of guilt pass over me,
How do I get rid of this guilt,
Do I tell someone?
Or I just need to keep quiet and move on.

A week has passed and my guilt has gone nowhere,
Other than deeper and deeper into my heart,
This can never be removed no matter what I do,
I've been ratted out,
That's it,
My life is over.

Going deep under ground,
I'm trembling,
I'm sweating, but I'm cold at the same time,
My hands are firmly behind my back,
And my stomach is in knots as I walk down the stairs of shame,
That's it I'm officially in bars,
And it's over,
FOR GOOD! !