the frost king

for i am his frost queen..

Tired and alone I am not yet broken.

To those who refuse me I am not left unspoken.

To die for honor is laughable

To make a claim upon a heart is untame.

For I know who I am.

I hold fast to my true name.

But with all my efforts

And with all my tries.

I am left but a coffin,

a place to sleep and a place to lie.

Many a word may hurt me,

and many a word may sting.

And yet here I stay standing,

the one and only king.

Author's Note

it needs a little work...( shut up) 0_0

Reviews

[m.s.early]

The narrator expresses perseverance, endurance, patience. Excellent qualities used to describe a true king. You masterfully illustrate him standing tall. Kudos

[skyler]

i like it great job on this poem