Regrets Poem by Jim Milks

In a castle high, by a forgotten sea
She waits for me
Behind those walls of stone
In the dark she waits alone

The thoughts of her fill my days
And haunt my dreams
The closer I come to her
The further she seems

In that castle high on that hill
There she waits, she waits there still
Her mournful screams echo down the hall
And haunt my dreams

A heart ablaze
With a yearning to be free
Passing through the mist and haze
In her fall from grace
The cold heart of the sea
To embrace

Be I king or knave
She is one I could not save
Her freedom lies beneath the sea
Far away from me

From that dreary castle cell
A place I knew so very well
I cast my eyes upon the sea
And dreaming of the past I see

The one that my soul does crave
In a grave at peace she seems
To dampen my eyes
And haunt my dreams

Jim Milks
5/14/12