Looking at my world
No
Looking at my kingdom
The exterior coated in
Fragile icicles
And
Frosted dreams
Metal force fields stretch above me
Infinitely
I try to feel these metal walls
My fingers tingle to shimmering ice caps
As I get closer
Why is my kingdom so cold?
Why can I not touch my beautiful world?
I see my dreams
Resting upon the shackles
Mocking my longing
My wildest dreams.
Are untouchable.
My domain
Is untouched.
My kingdom was not built for me.