The wrong neighborhood

It happened so fast...
Like by a thief with a knife
You penetrated my heart with your blade
And ran off with my peace.
As I cried and bled,
Feeling the pain envelope me,
I thought to myself...

How could I be so stupid?
I knew I was in the wrong place.
This is the "Neighborhood of Regrets".
Whys and If Onlys lurking on every corner
What did I expect to find walking down this street?

Alone, I struggled to catch my breath...
But catch it I did...
I felt as the air went in and out
I rocked to the rhythm of my lungs
Even as I sobbed...
The pain subsided enough for me to see...something.
At the end of the street...
Through tear swollen eyes I saw it
Through a damaged spirit I sensed it

The way things were...
Reality...
The place I had come from...
The truths I had forgotten in that moment of pain...
The roads that led me to this spot.
There you stood triumphant...
But your hands were empty!

My tears dried up and the bleeding ceased...
I remembered...
The past is past.
There's nothing that needs to be done...
I am whole.
I simply made a mistake...
and took a wrong turn.

I got up on my feet...
A little weak...
A little woozy...
But better now,
Much better!

It's time to find a different path to walk...