Bereaved Sadness

Awakened by the heavy rain falling on my roof,
Cold and shaking in the damp morning.
Trying to escape the weight of darkness,
but the shades don't fade.
You bereaved me of my sadness only to give it back.
I turn down my eyes, unable to look at you.
The things I've seen set in motion
this downwards emotional spiral.
I never thought it possible
but my bleeding heart is a constant reminder.
Reminded of the pain of loss,
I sit and waste away in the corner.
Deprived of the light that soon will shine,
I carry on on borrowed time.
But on the inside I wither in darkness.

Self-Doubt

What could be the cause of the delay
of my succes in life?
I seem constantly moving forward
and yet I never amount to anything but failure.
I keep trying and strife for the best.
Until my insights stop me dead in my tracks.
It never was anybody's fault but my own.
The self-doubt was my demon who kept me back.
The uncertainty of my actions reflected
in the results of my attempts.
And all that I tried was doomed to begin with.
If I see past my own delusions
and persist in my endeavors,
I'll see and reach my goals.
No matter which obstructions come my way.

Bloodstained Path

The bloodstains from my beaten heart
still leave a trail along my path.
A constant burden to remind me of my past mistakes.
Weighing heavy on my shoulders.
Yet I persevere and carry on.
Feelings tearing on me from the inside out.
You promised me your world
and as I stare at these ruins
I can only but wonder what could have been.
These scars will never fade,
they keep me in check.
Very aware of the traps that surround me.
Still, every time I speak your name,
I feel my wounds open up and bleed with pain.
And as I embrace the grief and sorrow,
I know I'll see a better tomorrow.