Friday, 16 August 2013

Hardest Mistakes

I see the light, I see it clear
but how do I get to where I'm near
enough to look into its heart
one quick breath to tear apart


But before I moved a single inch
I look again to blackest pitch
The light I saw and sought to dowse
Was gone without a trace of doubt

I saw the faintest shadow pass
The light beyond just enough to cast
and catch in mine eyes a movement shudder
and a sound, a small voice to utter

I moved, the shadows clung to me
Closer still, though I felt need to flee
I had to know, I had to see
I wanted to be sure to feel my glee

And so my feet they tiptoed closer
Till I found that I could peer over
And to my shock, my glee, my surprise
The light; the monster, had met his demise

The knife, it plunged into his chest
The blood was thick and dark
The candle smoking delicate curls
The killer had left no mark

But suddenly the lights did shine
The sirens blearing loud
The room was filled with shouts and cries
And I, standing still, among the crowd

They took me then, and cuffed my hands
And yelled and pulled and shoved
Among the shouts I hear a cry
"How could you do this to one you loved?"

"But sir," I tried to tell them all
But none would hear to listen
My voice it fell on deafest ears
My eyes they then did glisten

And tears they fell, for only I knew
What none would have me tell
My voice was silenced for none could hear
To hear to listen well

The man I loved was well and gone
A monster lay in his grave
His eyes they sought me while I slept
I cried out to be saved

But no one had heard my cries in the night
or saw the marks he left on my skin
But someone had saved me finally
And left me in the mess I was in

I know we aren't all perfect
I know we make mistakes,
But the hardest mistakes we pay for
Are the ones we did not make


And so I sit here now,
behind bars I'll spend my life
and I wonder if it would have been the same
If I had of held the knife......

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