Poezja

You used to crown me with new glory
You were the best part of my story
You were a wonderful, colorful king
And to you your praises I would never cease to sing
You have no conception of how hard I tried
To always make my heart a place where you could hide
Every piece of your story I would treasure
Even though it gave me less than pleasure
When stories of trauma you had assembled
I started to cry and my hands quickly trembled


You didn’t let me hug you then
Nor any time you told me again
You wanted me there but would shove me away
Saying with you I’d never be okay
Yet still at our parties I’d give you a toast
For this was the time when you needed me most
Even though you would never quite swallow your pride
To be there for you I tried and I tried
Slowly but surely we drifted apart
Just like the fibers you’d stolen from my heart


I should have known you’d never be there ‘til the end
Should have known you would leave like a fleeting trend
One night in your palace, you said I wanted more
I didn’t, and yet, still you forced me to the door
Your actions were strange, yet the greatest sin
Was making me think you’d ever let me in
Why did you ever make me think
That of closeness we were on the brink?
I gave you all my time
I let you stop me on a dime
And this is how you pay me
By saying cruelly mine you’ll never be?
Your words were degrading
And your guards came parading
I didn’t understand why friends we couldn’t be
Simply because of the woman I called me


You used to want to cheer me up
Now all you do is fill my cup
They tell me I should go get drunk
Or lock your mem’ry in my new car trunk
But this kind of pain whiskey just can’t facade
One I away from just cannot trod
You left me in the dark, in the shadow of your guards
Seeming to care not that you left my heart in trembling shards
Because I tried to enter into yours
With your words you struck me with a thousand two by fours
You’ve said before you know this pain
But from it nothing you will gain
For I’ll win this battle
No need to raise cattle
For I have my strength and that you can’t take
Even though my heart and will you can break
Woefully, I’m done with you
For there’s no more that I can do
With tears in my eyes
I bid you my goodbyes
With me still resonates your claim that you never felt a thing
But I suppose this is all too fit for a king