Conquered

The solid gold that sparkles around your neck,
The angels enhance your fervent soul.
Driving people to a deranged wreck,
Earning back the life other’s stole.

The diamonds reflect from your fingertips,
Used to lure the corruptible thoughts of the young.
There never was much for your breathing,
Any sensible ideas had been rung.

You’ve been running from your tribulations,
Using chaos as your form of communication.
They’ve said your inept,
But in truth there isn’t much that you don’t get.

Your just a useless essence,
That was elapsed a long time ago.
But those who do not know your presence,
Will see the lightened side,
Your unadulterated heart full of pride.