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And stifle your dreams, I'm the one who darkens your thoughts. Your heart painfully heavy, You will fight to ignore me, But your efforts will all be for naught. I will crush your spirit, While I prey on your mind. There is no escaping my woe. You won’t ever see me And cannot defeat me; I’ll keep frustrating all that you know. I will punish you daily With guilt and self-doubt, Make you question everything true. Your decisions have given Me reason for living; No, I’ll never stop haunting you. I am... REGRET |
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Turns a blind eye to sorrowful schemes Work with your hands to polish the trust Take all you can, become what you must Your love is "illusion" shared with a crowd One bloodied heart beneath a white shroud One more, one less, what does it matter One way or another the future will shatter Make your excuses, deny what is true, No one must ever hold sway over you Counterfeit Phantom how hard you will fall For life without love... Is no life at all |
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Or locked out in the rain; I hope you never need my help To walk you through great pain. I hope you never break a bone, Or need a surgeon’s blade, So that you look to me for aid Until you’re well again. I hope you’re never hungry, Need shelter from the cold, That you can care for all your needs When you grow weak and old. For in the case of all these things You’ll have my sympathy – The best I learned to have for you When you abandoned me. |
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Where he now spends his days, His skin was aged and wrinkled, His eyes a hollow gaze. He paused a moment to ask me How far it was I walked. And with a weary smile, asked "You have a few to talk?" He said I looked just like her, One he loved so long ago, But fearing she would prove untrue He chose to let her go. He told me of his children: Two, he had, like mine - Though his didn't call or visit, For they never found the time. Within this conversation, The part that made me sad - His heart was clearly broken, But he said, "It's not that bad." He tried, but couldn't fool me, I saw it in his eyes - Regret and bitter sorrow; The many tears he cried. He'd lived unto a ripe old age, Locked safe within a shell, Trading love and happiness... For a lonely life in hell. |
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To have what he loved he spared no expense - The flaming blue rose was one of a kind; None other like it would he ever find. His valued possession he placed on a shelf; None were to touch it, not even himself. As time slowly passed, its brilliance did fade; He didn't take notice, no changes he made. He supplied it no moisture, shed on it no light - Believed it would live in spite of his slight. Reality, though, quickly shattered his trust, For one day in its place he found only dust. |
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So I gave you my hand. I gave you my life; You gave me a band. I sought out your closeness You held me at bay I offered my comfort; You pushed me away. I worked alongside you; But you dropped your load. When I asked for your help Your answer was, "No." I pleaded for insight But you would not hear I told you you're losing The one you hold dear. You became blind, Seeing only yourself. I wasn't content To remain on a shelf. You finally left me And I'm in your debt; I'm now free of the pain While you're chained to regret. |
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There is no second chance, Once you left the music hall And decided not to dance. Though the decorations sparkled With the lure of passion sweet; Refreshment strongly beckoned, Although it was discreet; And the melody was heavenly, Like a dawning springtime day, You never gave the place a chance Before you walked away. There's no way to be sure of What joy you might have known But the one thing that is certain -- Your chance to know is blown. The "good things" one must wait for To avoid the "might have beens." Yet, you chose to walk away... And that song won't play again. |
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Of darkness, calm, and peace, And I've learned if I stay inside My contentment does not cease. For I know once I venture out Into the light of day, I must walk among the fear That over me holds sway. I realize love awaits me there, Like a rainbow after rain, But my heart discerns this path to love As one replete with pain. So do I take my chances, And trust the love I see; Or stay within an empty shell? The answer lies with me. |
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