Well I guess I got my wishes
I got them all so soon
A deep dark core of despair
How long I withered in there
Beneath my prince of doom
An eternal emptiness sits
on the throne of our heir
and bittered, consumed by both
crazed hearts teared down our glare
Exit after exit
To turn in
or to turn out
Love
is not a one way street
It's a toddly waggish
round-a-bout
don't take it all so seriously
Life is merely a game
and love's the price
but thrones lost in a nick of time
which kings can not conquer
they appear solely to divide
It's you in the first place that wanted darkness
to be your bride!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem