Guilty

I deleted few of the photos taken before; in fact someone been asking me why still have new updates of those, new ones or re-edited ones, I lied. No point of fitting a room inside of me for what is done is done, I should move on, and face myself. Myself is hideously ugly and ashamed...faithless and staying low, not wanting to meet anyone, and not wanting to talk to anyone...The soul is even hollower than before.

I remember that night on the way home, numb and unspeakable...when the picture comes again in my vision, I smile...in my face...

Just like today....I only see darkness