Back in time to the beginning,
A queen from the future ruled,
Dreams on her heart
Holding on and cutting deep like knives.
She knows never to return back to where she came.
Rule, rule, endowed by God,
Then run away--
She cannot taste of the bittersweet drink yet.
Living hundreds of years
In isolation
Then learn how to be a lady of the court.
She still cannot handle the memories
Of those she left first--
The ones who weren't here.
Again she hides as the world shifts,
She comes again, then goes again,
Waiting for what she lost and is destined to gain
At the beginning of time.