My Dark Tower

What would I have done if I had the chance?
What am I doing blowing the chances I still have?
Maybe if I was drawn to that one essential thing
It would be way easier to tell that what I feel
In the pit of my stomach is a warning not to be ignored
If you think you cannot get away with what you think you must do
Then is it really worth the effort you exude?
Yes! You wouldn't even think twice, refusal would be rude
Yet I have to refuse on a basis of regularity
Despite it does nothing for my popularity
I just don't think vulgarity
Has a place in life for me
Does this mean that I have to retreat?
Away in my dark tower
Where I can look down from above upon the hour
Watching a seed sprout a flower
Locked inside itself, the power
To make something of beauty exist