Monday, April 18, 2016


I stand on the mountain top
Looking down at the cataclysm
I am no longer recognizable

Tick tock the time slides away
The fortune of youth no more
 Once strong now weak

My reign, my empire, my throne
It lays bare upon thy kinsmen
My crown tumbles to the ground

My fight is over, lay down my sword
Surrender my fate as I kneel
No love, no mercy, no hope

I gaze up at the stars
I spread my arms open
My soul grows dim

I am drowning in the sea
As the waves wash over me.
Such pity, such despair, such loneliness

18 April 2016

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