Regret
Regret
Hair of ebony, eyes of black,
Dark robes billowing along my back.
Taunted and snubbed, young days of woe,
Drawn to darkness there I did go.
Magic once white soon turned to black,
And feelings for others I soon came to lack.
Torture, terror, murder, and fame,
All performed under my Dark Lord’s name.
My anger, my jealousy, my passion, my pride,
All quickly vanished the night my beloved died.
The darkness within me now replaced by deep sorrow,
I no longer care about the coming tomorrow.
My heart now shattered, a broken man am I,
I turn to an old enemy who is now my ally.
With his help and others, and a soon-to-be man,
We work together to foil the Dark Lord’s plan.
I now give my all to the side known as right,
The side I had turned from one past fateful night.
While mourning my beloved, her son in my care,
It is in his eyes, my dearest I see there.
Avenging her death, now my purpose in life,
I willingly take on all I have to that’s strife.
My lesson is learned, the dark side was wrong,
There is nothing rewarding in being alone.
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