I'm trapped in my mind
Locked in a prison of doubt
A prison of guilt
A prison of regret
No place to go
Or house to call my home
No family to visit
No friends to see
All I have is my story
It's a story of adventure
Of dragons and beasts of all kind
It started out well with a crown to find
A crown for the princess, my possible bride
Impossible more like, that spoiled brat
Who asked for something she couldn't have:
The crown from the Dragon King, believe it or not
And I, entangled in the thing called love
Could only vow to get my sweetheart's desire:
The crown from the king of smoke and fire
I stormed to the cave with my best of men
We cut and we sliced and we chopped them all up
The daddies and mommies and babies and such
'Til all that was left was the Dragon King
Ferocious and scary as scary can be
But instead of a fighter we found a cryer
Weeping for the family he'd lost
He gave me the crown without a struggle
Said he was unfit to rule after that scuffle
Said there was no one to rule; wasn't worth the trouble
So I took the crown and I left the cave
But that liar followed me to whence I came
He stormed the castle, took his revenge
Everything was burned and singed
I tried to help but couldn't do a thing
My lover was dead, like her father, the king
The kingdom destroyed by an ever-lasting flame
I, the only survivor, forced to wander in misery and pain
It's my fault this happened, I admit to you now
Now that I lie on my deathbed, blood on my brow
The blood of the innocents I murdered and killed
The blood that never should have been spilled
Not by my blade, at the very least
My lesson to you is one of peace
Don't go stomping around looking for a fight
Don't hurt or kill, but do what's right
Don't end up like me, an old man trapped in his deeds
Whose only wish is to go back and change it all
So my kingdom, my bride, would never fall
It's too late for that; regret gets me nowhere
Stuck in a cycle of past mistakes and broken prayers
That lead to the same place of ruins and ash
If only I could take it all back
All that's left is to die alone
To lie here until the sun rots my bones
To be trapped in my mind
Locked in a prison of doubt
A prison of guilt
A prison of regret
With no place to go
Or house to call my home
And no family to visit
No friends to see
All I have left is my sad story
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Stolen Heart
ŞiirA small collection of poems about my thoughts and feelings. I hope you find them appealing. Thank you for reading. And please comment if you find something needing.