regret

moments of loneliness
moments of fear
a look through the cracks
a glimpse of what could have been

your beauty astonishes me
the remnant of a man
incapable to speak
can't claim what should have been

welcoming times of solitude
forever alone at a higher state
too many details, too many facts
an insatiable mental vortex

radiant you are before my eyes
ecstatic disbelief of ones own self
runaway dreams of a false reality
risk what's great or follow the dream?

regret's the bitch that comes late
I should have risked it all!
Emotional thief the reality check
but... the beat goes on.