Thy Kingdom ComeA Poem by FallenHeroXxNewest poem. Wrote it yesterday
The leaves has fallen The stone patriarch is lost We have all but forgotten As I breathe in the last summer frost
Thy kingdom come
The stick up the a*s is the first step The penetrating sensation of pain is the second When you become older, it will be infested with society’s cobweb The rules have been kept I reckon
In between these sheets, I am king And in this, my monroeic kingdom I’ve lost all but my ability to sing But I’ll sing as I await my Elysium
Thy kingdom come
As I sit blatantly ignoring myself My kingdom has fallen apart Collapsed like a stone ice shelf All without mercy toward my heart
But let the bards sing of their days In their own oblivion I have seen it all in many ways All with a psychotically blurry vision All the hearts shall stop As the rage I hold will explode They shall be thrown to wolves as I drop From my throne in utter dismay, it will not bode Well for any single person in my court For I will have them hell fucked from now till the end of times As I command every single male escort To skullfuck all of my simplistic subjects for their crimes
The anger burning through my pages Leaves traces of sorrow It has stung for ages Even though I never thought of tomorrow.
Thy monroeic kingdom come
For I decree that blood shall shower over the lands As we cut the hands From every thief to ever touch the princess They shall never again be fearless
It is always darkest just before you fall Every king should know this better than all © 2014 FallenHeroXxAuthor's Note
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