Save You

Empty words, yet full of impact, full of danger,
Relayed too quickly, but regret now does reign,
And wretched Time is swift, the fight against it all in vain.
Beseechment gains naught but agonizing guilt;
Death still stalks the newborn babe lain in a manger.

The swirling stars only wink merrily with joy,
Do not whisper of the oncoming slaughter like that of Troy;
Do not warn of betrayal and lives that are destined to wilt,
Destroyed as if by the enemy pranger.

But on those stars do my wishes issue forth,
That all my pitiful efforts could save you henceforth.
And on this are my newfound morals built,
And harrows my darkened soul for I have been a stranger.
Memories plague my wretched heart, tantalizing me,
And doubts- fearful doubts- are wild and mockingly free.

I yearn to be your savior, prohibit your precious blood from being spilt,
That I, perhaps, could be the one, could be a life changer.
No longer can I pretend, turn a blind eye to oncoming plans;
It's killing me, torturing me, your short lifetime span.

I dream that I could save you, to assuage my seeping guilt,
Yet destruction continues forward, leaving you in mortal danger,
Bringing on ghastly horrors, and grisly deaths again, again,
Leaving me in this rut with this bitter, wrenching pain...