What do we expect with time?

Do we listen to that voice of reason?

How do you hold on to your ideas?

Ideas that might as well blind you!

I would go blind in a second…

Like grasping at the rope as you tumble

I fell for you, so unbelievably hard!

I crashed down so hard that my soul remains bruised

Even if the odds are against it

Even if you fear and tremble at the possibilities

Regret will take everything, and give you nothing

LIVE it! Don't regret!

There is no other thing that twist me this way

Its as if I beg to be torn in every direction

Torn from the acceptance that I so long for

I am not afraid.

I want you. Need you! I am broken over you

So precious and fragile is your heart to me

Seemingly perfect is your love, no matter the reason.

No judgment, No matter the wreckage, no matter the hurt

Here resides a total acceptance, total and encompassing love.

Freely here with no expectance of time… don't regret!

By Heath Dimsdle