I feel that Everything has its price. While some things may seem to be free, there is always someone somewhere that has had to pay. Freedom, itself, has a cost. Though we, ourselves, may reap the benefits of that for which another has paid, even for the indulgence of enjoying those benefits, somewhere down the road in our life....we will pay a cost for those enjoyments. It is said that "Experience is the best teacher". That could be due to the high price we pay to gain from her knowledge.

Lady Regret Dances

So you think you can escape the bitter taste of liquid illusions
That present themselves on a pale platter of silence.
Do you also think that you can tease and taunt
The warmth of intoxication to which your false reality
Has taken like a lover , and which with many sighs
Has not only entertained, but has danced the night through
Giving no curiosity to the morbid chill that
Lady Regret would same day lay at your feet,
And with a kiss upon your screeching moan,
And a smile at the frost of your terror,
Demand her payment in full?
You have eaten the breads of fantasy and have sipped
The red wines of your passion
You have disregarded the conversations
Of Tolerance and Forbearance when the weight of their words
Began to cut into the dark pit of your soul
Causing you to stagger in your walk as one drunken
From the torments of deceit.
“Enough!” you shout, as the autumn of time
Turns her rust colored face away from you
So that all you behold are the icy winter locks of her hair,
While the dawn of torment reaches out in hopes
Of embracing you at the very moment your step falters
On the line which marks time from eternity.
Did you believe that it would please Lady Regret to Not deliver you
Captive into the clutches of the Warden of Death
With his evil laughter and mockery of your addiction
As he watches with perverted pleasure while you suffer the agony
Of one who has slovenly eaten the delicacies of the over indulgent?
Did you? Did you really believe you would never
Have to pay the price of the dance that has now ended?
The Maestro steps down. Lady Regret waits for the next fool.

Leah ©