In the quiet corners of my restless mind,
Echoes of choices linger, shadows entwined.
A weight unseen yet profoundly felt,
The guilt that in silence has dwelt.

Moments passed, decisions made in haste,
A tapestry of remorse, woven with waste.
The heart seeks solace in the night,
Yet finds only whispers of a forgotten light.

Each breath a reminder of paths not taken,
Dreams once vibrant, now gently forsaken.
In the mirror, a reflection of what could be,
Haunted by the specter only I can see.

Yet within this burden, a strength emerges,
A journey of healing where forgiveness converges.
From the ashes of guilt, a phoenix may rise,
To find peace beneath forgiving skies.