Following the Trail

Lost in the fog of temptation
Focused more on the sensation.
As darkness falls, there is no where to hide.
Blood dripping from my hands
Leaving a trail with every stride
Your wounds will become mine
Skeletons will be found in due time.
They say, "you reap what you sew"
In the shadows of the unknown.
Will this be the end? Perhaps only the start.
The revenge of a broke heart.