Should I have given myself to you?Let you claim meAs your one and lonely
I would’ve been yoursBut when I wanted to crown youFor now and to hold In returnMy belovedDenied meRenounced the throne
I still remember the fragmentsThat scattered on the floorSeams of tainted dreams thatTattered and dangled sore
The cracks left me saddened
But still…I’m still hereWith a version of myselfI want to be rid of
I would’ve given it to you
If only you didn’t deny me
Ranked me asAnother transitory possessionI would’ve given myself to youNowWho’ll be my king?
I’m losing grip on this monarchy
Restarting a new blog, even though I have to do a scene outline for my class screenplay.
Plus, I’m sick.
Procrastination+Sick= Don’t wanna do shit.