Ghosted

I never knew how to shriek off guilt without snuffing out my inner delicate vulnerable self.  I had to, to stand up to the waves of reality, the tyranny of the urgent, the ever-growing to-do list.  But whenever I cleared my mind from that paralyzing guilt I also eradicated the tiny flame that fed on the breeze within.  Untoward.  Could not take a vacation, go to loose and slight territory because guilt will come from all directions and ghost me out into a different universe.  I prayed for this malaise to go away, it only clawed itself deeper.  After so long I simply face it off.  Will report.