Royal

[Devi145]

Your eyes are like empty pools of the unknown,

A Royal King being killed to lose their wrongful chosen throne.

You take steps as if wicked dreams curse each toe,

Broken shattered sharply hidden glass pricks a spark of blood below.

Afraid to move forward, terrified to be left behind,

You sit and wait, until you've gone completely blind.

Beliving things are steady, a sneak attack hurting your soul.

Taking slow walks around your kingdom, admiring the success, the power...the control.

Only to be stabbed in the back by a close friend,

The game does not help, it only makes you defend.

You are no more a King than I am a Queen,

No one dazzles me, no one serves me or feeds me fine cuizine.

I do not dine as if royal or respected, nor to be detected.

But yet, i do not do to my people as you've done yours, left them alone and neglected.

No one adores you, or is jealous of your power,

Because you wilt as if a deathly poisonous flower.

So i say as your kneeling down on my behalf staring up with salty tears,

I'll end your life today, so you can forget all your wealthy fears.

I take this solid shining knife to pierce your blackness of a heart,

In hopes it brings upon a quiet but restless depart.

I am not a Queen, nor a Royal.

But I am more an honest leader, than you were loyal.