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.