Guilt

I’m consumed to the point of breaking
Guilt
Frustration
The pressure keeps building
I failed
My best wasn’t good enough
It never is
I hope for the day that it is
But that day will never come for me
Or if it does, it will be too late
I’m waiting for the day I go crazy
It’s on its way
I can feel it
It’s close
I’ll ask for apologies before it ends
Maybe someone will find some way to forgive me
Maybe that forgiveness will be enough to save me
I doubt it.
If I can’t forgive myself who can?