The Guilt Goblin

He frightens me.

Guilt Goblin invades my mind

dark. Evil. Goblin of Guilt

dominates dreams

jolts me awake. I am shrouded in self-loathing

and worthlessness, and hatred. Of me.

I force my tortured mind to focus elsewhere.

But it’s impossible to concentrate with

Guilt Goblin gnawing, gnawing, gnawing with nasty teeth

I fight it. Sometimes I win, mostly I don’t.

The relief of victory is almost worth

that first feeling of self-hatred

another day begins.


by Shirley Mcintyre