The King

To crown and behold, with a final Embrace.

Or to kill myself, a ruler with no shame and no face.

As you lay before my eyes, see the Death and have no surprise.

For you struck me down once Already, a villain with no age and a A hunter who leaves nothing in his Wake.

Can you blame one so ignorant, so New to the world of the colorless And close-cut papers?

Of not knowing when homes are All shut.

Are the sins of a child not laid to Rest, in a world of shame and Rapers?

Who's fading away now?

After crime and time wasted on Searching for the shadow of your Smile, who will fill Kingdom with Their grace now?

Why did you leave?

Why didn't you say goodbye?

Why are you leaving me again?

Was I ever your friend to begin With?

Or just another monster to throw And catch in your tumult of Crashing emotions and rage,

Another page to walk on by,

Just as you left me.

Just as you leave me now, my King.

Who brought disaster and ruin, Love and peace to this great land, And who now takes with him just As much as he leaves,

Nothing.

Prick