Guilt.

I see the mirror.
The way I am fully on display.
No one in sight to make it right, not even my reflection.
I feel the eyes, the judgment passing over me.
It's okay. It was never the first time and it won't be the end.
I want to scream and shout.
I'm in shackles, I'm all cuffed up.
Take me away from this misery, for I can't find my peace.
No hope or belief.
It's all or nothing for me...It's all or nothing baby.
Sweep away the lost souls, and brush off the wounds of defeat.
Taking over me, my body lies to earth and sleeps...my body lies to earth and it sleeps.