Shattering Roses

Regrets

I travel through what's left of my sinful life,

I try my best to be innocent and to protect the innocent,

But no matter what,

I'll always be a killer,

You cannot change the past,

What is done is done,

I regret the bloodshed I have done,

Even if it was war,

It was still killing,

I vow to never kill again,

But that is almost impossible,

I may protect the innocent,

But I do not kill the people I'm protecting them from,

But I know one day I will have no choice,

But to kill,

And stain my sword blade with blood,

I'm afraid once I smell, taste, and feel the blood on my finger tips,

Hear their screams,

And see the slaughter done in my own eyes,

I might want to do it again,

And revert to the killing machine I once was,

All these regrets are sealed within me,

Even though all these deeds won't uplift my sins,

I might as well protect the living instead of dwelling over the past,

The wind blows,

But I'm still me,

The children innocently laugh and play,

I wish I were them,

But I am not,

The rain begins to fall,

At least I can cry with no one's notice now,

My teardrops and the cloud's raindrops mix on the ground,

There a puddle forms,

My reflection appears,

Others see a man with no worries,

I see a demon,

The stars stare at me now that the shower's over,

I sleep beneath them and wish to wake up from this nightmare,

But I'm still there when the sun rises,

But you never know what's in store now,

After all,

Every dawn could be a new beginning,

You never know,

Do you?