i worshipped you
stood before your throne
on my hands and knees
at your thankless mercy
since the beginning of time
in the depths of darkness
i was always at your side
until you decided that you didn't need me anymore
that i was playing god in your stead
windswept into realization
that i was just a servant to you
tell me, what comes at the cost
of always being right?
YOU ARE READING
Wonder
Poetrya book of poetry from a person who doesn't know how to write poetry. cover by @WORLDCRY
