Broken

Watch me bleed across the floor,
My broken heart torn to shreds
And scattered in the dust,
Discarded for a transitory thrill,
A fragment of time
Caught and captured,
Stamped on my soul
An ache that goes on and on,
Growing, never ending,
As tears follow fear
And sorrow takes possession
Of the love I thought was mine.

But too late I realised
My foolish dreams have met reality
And though love still exists,
It rolls through the door
Tarnished and dented
Like a battered memory
Of something I once knew;
Searched for and thought I found,
Fragile and unbelievable, tender and miraculous,
Now choking on the ashes
Of the fire smothered and extinguished,
Put out before it raged.

Guilt, it eats so deeply,
Slowly changing everything
Wrapping me in uncertainty;
The dreams I so believed in,
Dared to embrace and love;
Pipe dreams so they said,
Never to be trusted quite so soon
Nor nurtured for the fall,
Inevitable in it's coming;
Why did I think I belonged?
Could be loved and cherished,
When I know I don't deserve your love.