Wish I'd Listened More
Richard
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Now I'm haunted by the ghost of every lost hope.
Lying here, it's too late to mend,
And now I'm left with only the night...
To the man I adored,
He grew so tired of my stubborn ways,
Could have saved me so much pain
Time slipping away, but I remember it all,
A lifetime of choices, so many roads I've crossed,
But I was stubborn again and again.
As the night falls and the world fades to grey,
He was always right.
In the twilight of my years, truth shines bright,
Instead, I fought battles that would never cease.
I pushed away what I needed the most,
His frustration grew, his patience swayed,
"Don't tell me what to do," was my refrain,
I see his face, kind and wise,
Oh, I wish I'd listened more
In this quiet room, shadows dance on the wall,
Heed the ones who love you, be wise,
Memories flood back, like waves in the bay,
For in the end, love's the truest guide,
Now I ponder the wisdom and love I lost.
But I chose the path, I made my own choice,
Tears now filling my fading eyes.
Now I'm left with echoes of regret and pain.
He'd speak softly, with love in his voice,
Don't let pride leave you empty inside.
He stopped offering his wisdom and grace,
In his arms, I could have found peace,
But I cherish the love he did send,
Knowing I'd reject it, lost in my own space.
His gentle wisdom, his guiding light,
So if you're listening, take my advice,