Letter To A Concerned Follower

Dear ______,
Feeling bad is fine,
but why this guilt?
I've been this close to death,
I've been closer,
but then why this guilt?

And tell me,
where did this shame come from?
Did it grow from a seed
like a tree
or like hemlock?
Was it buried in the earth
deep
like coal
or like a diamond?

Or did it come from me?


Sometimes I write these things to see who's still following
but I always seem to find myself alone
or in the presence of ghosts.

Love,
Jordan