Here is the crown – take it
I don’t want it anymore
It’s shiny but it’s heavy and means you can never be
Alone
But you always feel it,
Alone
It means you need two hearts
One light, and one dark
One for loving and one for killing
And it’s all just too heavy
It only means a poisoned chalice,
A war declaration
It’s supposed to make you closer to a god
But only a god that dies
And does not come back
Except in ******-mystery novels
You’re much more suited to this
So just take it
Rule the world and I’ll be happy in my hovel
Take it, before I drop from all this sorrow