A shifted crown

A shifted crown

I wore my heart around my neck

In the suffering

I was suffocating

Nowhere to be found

 

I choked on the possibility

The raging goddess bore her will in me

Deaf and drunk by the sight

The sound, crashing all around…

 

Common sense

Bleeds motive

A proper fence

The scars are still sore

 

Carrying the knife of the short fight

Ending the right to have rights

It came upon me by mistake

I wish it would end for f***s sake…

Author's Note

not done with this but I liked it so far,