Bleeding Guilt ..

Whenever I will stare at the starring sky .. that is almost every night .. and whenever I will set my eyes on the seemingly tender moon ..
this what I will think ..

although I'm aware that the heart inside is very tender .. and about to be shattered away out of tremendous guilt .. Yet, I know it is now made up of stone ..very similar to rocks that cover up the moon above


you might forgive me one day .. but I know I won't ever forgive myself!