I am a king of nothing
sitting upon a twisted throne
made up of broken promises
and empty apologies
of things undone and unsaid
of forgotten faith and deceit
My court is filled with shades
memories of emptiness
they whisper in my ears
the sweet sounds of consonance
that tumble from their lips
into a sea of insincerity
I survey my kingdom with furrowed brow
a land of barren dust
unharvested intentions that have rot
poisoned waters with shores of rock
stagnant ponds choked with regret
fertile soils long eroded to sand
Haughty in my seat with silken robes
my crown of braided maybes
that leaves scars of lament
my scepter shines of hindsight
my sword is rusted and impotent
my shield is broken and buckled
I am a king of nothing
that has reaped everything sown
every chance not taken
has come to fruition
the dreams of youth still locked away
within the boy I walled up long ago
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