Cherowhat?
Bliss
As I dance my heart out
As I lay on the beach
As I try to enjoy the holiday
I know I deserve
Yet I can’t fight this feeling
At the pit of my stomach
Slowly creeping in
Guilt
The fun killer
Comes to haunt me
To remind me
Of my responsibilities
I sit with it
Trying to rationalize it
Google it
Let Internet Label it
As I read the words
Plastered on the screen
I feel another phobia
Creeping in