(Tell-tale.)

[inveracity]

My guilt is
reflected
in the to-do lists I can no longer
bear
to face. They laughed at my pain so I
lost
them, citing the plausibility of accident.

But they continued to
multiply
in my mind and to gain a little
peace
I took to scrawling
in the margins, on the walls,
across my palms and down my hands.

Now my shame
watches
me from mirrors
for
I am its reflection.