That which can never be

As I raise my hand
To catch your heart
I realise
I am no longer that which
I was
Now my very being is on fire
For that which can never be

And I raise my eyes
To see what’s there
My hand is
Now a claw, my eyes no
Longer real
Instead they burn with a fire
For that which can never be

My path behind is
Stained with blood
I realise
My goal to gain that which
I loved
Has vanished, I must stop
This wishing
For that which can never be.

A.N: You tell me what it's about!