I sit upon my throne and stare Looking at the empty hall with no care Memories of cheers and excitement And then I only had indictment They blamed me for the faults that occurred Traitors amongst my ranks who had it stirred The price I have to pay for those I trust Keep their words they must. But no, they don’t. I see them running out My Kingdom a Blaze and I’m with no doubt And for whoever wants to be the king Be prepared for what troubles those who say they’re loyal will bring
I had a discussion with a friend of mine and this is inspired by it
Looking up at the sky, What do you see? When one tells a lie, How does one breathe? A man who tends to be shy, Opens up like a blade from sheath. Please don’t tell him good-bye; One more heartbreak may lead him to die.
It’a been a while, a lot has happened, I’m doing the best I can.
my father taught me honesty i was raised to stand up for truth integrity is the most righteous tool deception is only for fools but he forgot to teach me that the world is made up of liars who do not follow these rules
the poets and their poems say that she is an ocean, vast enough — deep enough to hold all of the world's sun-forsaken sadness, to hold so much enigma and twisted ironies of how oceans — such as herself — d r o w n.