Your Morose Majesty

Self loathing can sometimes push a person away.

Betrayal of loyalty.
Pushed away by misery.
A friendship long lost,
And forgotten.
A soul wallows in self pity.
"Oh, woe is me,"
Says the soul engulfed in darkness.
So much light hidden away,
Buried deep inside,
Dying to get out,
But caged by the walls of sadness.
No attempt to break free.
No, you embrace your depression.
Why not let the light out?
Embrace a friend instead of loneliness.
Take the time to smile
Instead of collecting your tears.
Why dwell on what could be
Instead of what is?
It saddens me to see such a waste.
A waste of energy,
Used to steal the joy of others,
In hopes that they
Will be as miserable as you.
Feed your sorrow to the masses,
And you're not even strong enough
To preach your own words.
Ripping off the words and verses of others,
Leeching onto personalities,
And ailments of others.
Heavy hangs the head
That wears a crown of burden.
All you have to do
Is take off that cumbersome crown,
And step down from your throne
Of emptiness and selfishness,
And leave behind
Your kingdom of self pity,
And quit throwing away
Joy and happiness,
Only to tighten your grasp
On negativity.
The force of your weakness
Is pushing everything,
And everyone
Away.

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy it.