Bleak

Roberts K Rowberry

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

  

Bleak


You tell me that I am weak

While a higher power, you do seek

I sit here scared and alone

Upon my glass house you throw, you’re stone


You treated me like a friend

Power you’re after in the end

Out your mouth, you’re quick to speak

While you future looks quite bleak


Why won’t you just stay away?

Your evil games I need not play

You are sure your all that

Kingdoms empty, throne is black


You say you’ve come to save my life

In my back, you stow your knife

Me you want to change for good

You’re the one misunderstood


You tell me I should change my ways

Numbered are my living days

You’re the leader I’m the fool

Your tongue is empty, your broken tool




R.K.R.

  

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