Heart of the Forgiven

This was me sort of taking a step out of my comfort zone I usually like to have my writings set in a sort of 2nd person view rather than 1st person.

The Heart of the Forgiven

Do you not see? For if you cut me do I not bleed? If you beat me do my bones not break? If you curse at me does my heart not ache in sorrow? I am flesh and blood just as you. So why then have you forsaken me? I have bled myself dry, let my bones be broken down to fine dust, and my heart be riddled with constant sorrow. Yet why then, do I still hold on to you? You who would sooner watch me bleed, break my bones, and curse my heart. Why oh why do I fight for you? It is because it was not my blood that has been shed for you. For it wasn't my bones that have been broken for you, nor my heart that aches in sorrow for you. My duty, my purpose, and my cause that was imprinted onto my very soul leads me to do so. To keep pushing forward even when I don't want to, even when the path seems dark and cold. Though at some points I may be alone, and completely broken. I know that it will never last, and that I am never truly alone. For even though I will bleed for you, be beaten for you, and have my heartbreak for the wrong you will do to me. I know that my peace is coming, and soon I will be home again