Tyrant in my head

i am so f*****g miserable

Tyrant in my head

Inside the deep cavern within my head is a great and terrible dragon

It is black and green, and yellow and red

It is orange and blue, and every other hue

It is everything defiant and submissive

And it is the foundation

It begun as but a wyrm; a hatchling

As had I

Though it had been born with knowledge

And horrid wisdom

It would steer my infantile self toward violence

And I would partake

Even when corrected by others

And even when corrected by myself

For it would be the first to tie rope around my neck

And to grip it with its claws

And it would also be the first to unleash me

And I would continue

Inside the deep cavern within my brain is a great and terrible dragon

It is larger than the world yet takes up no space

It is weightless yet encumbers me eternally

And it is unseen though its presence always felt

It would lead me away from my brothers

Changing me into something I would love

But that they would not

There could still be peace

But not under the tyrant’s rule

Under his iron scales could you only be crushed

And slaved

And I would be

For I had no method to learn

Inside the deep cavern within my mind is a great and terrible dragon

It is immortal yet only exists through me

It is weak because I am

It endures because of how I do

It lives because I fight

And now I sit with none about me

None to warn

None to help

None to hate and none to love

Nobody to fear or pity

I am alone with the beast

And it remains with me

Inside the deep cavern within my mind is a great and terrible dragon

And I am no warrior.