Imprisoned by a familiar beast Petrified by his blue-eyed glare Malice grins attempt to pierce me Everything appears as it should But within these walls I am the fallen king Once glorious and proud I have been broken I am the forgotten king Stripped of my golden crown A faint heart settles apart Grey skies obnubilate Sorrow has gripped my light Able to recognise a path that has only led to me into darkness My light is fading My kingdom has toppled Down… Down… Lost to oblivion It is no longer around… I am a king without my golden crown Sounds of jubilant past seem to haunt me Suffocating with regret Of how I let my kingdom come crashing Down… Down… As people sneer I realise I have nothing more to fear I am a king without my golden crown Looking up to a starry night sky In hopes to be more than the king without his crown To be the man who no longer frowns To only reverie my own reality Abound a new light To egress without a veil, without hindrance or without restraint I walk this path alone Nevertheless, it is freely forward Without the bounds of my kingdom and crown
–Leo Ferreira
Friday 15th February 2013 13:09
Updated Wednesday 06th May 2020 21:31
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