No Reprieve Given For Deeds Forever Written In Stone


Each vision of beauty stands apart and giving its gift
always taking one's spirit and soul to inspire and uplift
As my spirit viewed her beauty that hour and summer day
I stood like a jagged mountain with no clever words to say


Like a child lost in wilderness straying along soaked with fears
longing for words of love to race from her lips to my eager ears
A happiness that sprang from a young and hopefully eager mind
such great joy could a wild young man ever dare to hope to find


After she showered me with her love and beautiful glow
I begged for more and prayed for a never ending show
Alas, fate fickle and ever so recklessly mirrored my shallow way
cast sadly apart and apart we forever did sorrowfully have to stay


Years can not banish the memories and love for her life and soul
present blessings can not erase the gentle memories I forever know
Of days and nights walking by her comforting and hand held side
often the pain strikes so deep its more than this man can abide


Regrets are daggers that slice deep into a man's hurting heart
demanding a sad ending be as firmly held as was the joyous start
I struggle not to let such thoughts force me to weep and moan
as I remember my selfish deeds that forced her to be forever gone

No power to reclaim her faithful love has ever came to me
fighting the sadness that ever seeks to cast my spirit into the sea
Slashing dark spirits that cast my doubts and sins back in my face
while riding the wildest horse that merely finishes this eternal race


I have memories of crowns that are forever ripped and torn
of painful dark robes burning my soul as they are sadly worn
No saving relief in blessed sight, not even an ending date
as my pain endures sitting deep within this wretchedly bad fate...... Tyr- 04-13-2014

As late night hours approach I face memories both pleasant and sad. Realizing gifts I refused because I chose thrills of being bad. Life does not give overs for deeds one ever so deeply regret.
And it does not give easy paths to take to simply forget. We are what we have already done and can only change what may in the future do. Mistakes I've learned not to repeat but can not ever avoid the pain and guilt they increase in measure as days fly ever forward. --Tyr