Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Regret

Regret

Regret once encaged me
 As I grasped the threads of time
To keep hold of the past
To keep hold of what was mine

The bars of steel and stone
Withheld me in it's arms
'Til all my doubt and guilt
Had been freed to inflict self-harm

It tore at my thoughts
drowning myself in pity
Leading me to it's palace
Which was lonely, cold and gritty

Once I fell that far
I could not fight to live
For depression was all too deep
And Regret had closed the lid

Regret is a master
Do not play too close
Or it will find you surely
And take what you love most






Posted at 09:12 pm by Saphfirestorm

 

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Whispers of a Storm

The silent wisps of splendor
Course through the midnight sky
With thunder my spirit rises
On wind my soul does fly

Tears of Heaven fall on me
Soaking me to the bone
The ever changing earth and sky
Reminds me I'm not alone


You have landed on the
shores of an eternal dance.

It is one of youth and of age.

It is a dance of fear and of faith.
It is the spiritual struggle
within the carnal mind.

It sways with the emotions
of a woman's expression.

It leaps with the truths hidden in
the recesses of the heart never spoken.

It spins and teeters on the brink of existence.

It will wash you up on the shores
and send you crashing into yourself.

The writings here span 39 years of my life. With that in mind, please understand that there are things that may offend some readers. Read what you like, leave alone that which you find to be against your preferences. You have that ability.

For me, everything here is representative of my journey. I can not omit them, delete them or in anyway edit them. It is all part of my testimonial to who I am now, who I was then and who I hope to be in the future.

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Be Well
Be Blessed
Be YOU


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