Phantom Guilt

Resentment haunts like ghosts in church

Stained glass wrists bleeding on the pews

Trails of red follow me like shadows

Drenching innocent children and crippled widows

The pain that I bury

The guilt that I carry

These are the reasons why I stay away

An Anointing of the sick and dying

The guilt of not being at your side

The guilt of not seeing you rest

I’m sorry for the hell I put you through

But you weren’t innocent

I didn’t know how bad it got or the things I put you through

God knows I’m paying for it now

God knows I’m paying for it now

God knows I’m paying for it now

God knows I’m paying for it now

Maybe one day I will forgive myself