run

Where shall one run
When one is guilty of the death of the self
The soul , plundered by one's own deeds
When the darkest fear of you overtakes
Explodes into one's face
Like a million suns
And yet refuses to burn the now dead shell
You seek a reason to blame
Yet all your reasons are your own
All you are shall no longer matter
For if it had , one shall not be in such a quandry
So at your worst, one seeks death
Yet death will elude
For one cannot die , untill one can forget one's deeds
For to die one has to let go
One doesn't, yet is a fight
An unfair one
Of forgiving the self,
Of accepting one's truth