Poor Man's Crown
I love the rain the tears heaven cries for I cannot cry myself I gaze at the rain and the pleasure pierces through my mind The fall that sweeps away all woes off my troubled brow In waiting my hopes lie hope to pass on my thorned crown to another king of nothingness to rule the court that suffocates their heirs My soul wasn't worth much when I sold it to become someone Now all I have is a poor man's crown They said he bought respect one couldn't earn in a lifetime They chased him down and drove their envy through his heart They found no glory there, no wealth and no honor Only a tired man holding on to his smile
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Respect, we breathe it like a drowning man drawing his last breath Regret, we washed away our religions in the lake of regret Shallow, shallow minds do horrible deeds Eyes sewn shut through anguish, betrayal taught through pain never ending dream to wash away our religions I never say that is a dream I wash my purity away in the Lake of Regret Belief, the deeper it goes the less it matters what you believe in Never forget that you are your own god Shallow, shallow minds do horrible deeds My faith will never rise from the lake of regret All this holiness that you regreted Let cold water wash away this man made god
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025