PAST

It's over now,
the incredible hatred that I carried.
Left with guilt on some level,
my days continue.
No longer here are the angered words
or the broken glass,
just me, walking away.
Those times that I saw red
have changed into blue
but I'm still left with guilt on some level.
I couldn't hold on any longer
but it's an empty spot now,
that misery used to fill.
Pushing through each day just like I always have,
I know that it's over now,
even if there is guilt on some level.