Found Poem

Guilt

Can't barely breath
A War
Why?

Stuck
It's almost dark
The ghosts are out
I can feel my blood moving
The trees are alive

Way too real
What's real?
What's going on?
All that's finished
This is all wrong

Waking from sleep
They're all dead
I should forget it
Nobody's fault
Excuses
My own fault
You don't forget