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The king is gone


His shade is yellow Though his emotions show blue He moves so swiftly In the night He keeps his head up Not to show pride But to protect his kingdom He stands up on the highest arc He looks strong Willing But things are not what they seem He hides before his throne The true one But only I can see him Only I can get him to come to me He would lay down his life But has he not already He seems as a hollow shell On a tropical island Surrounded by beauty That is surrounded by shame You must leave You must find a filling For the hole that consumes you Do not worry my king I promise You won’t be gone for long I know deep down You dread What will come? Of your kingdom But I and everyone else Will never forget How you have tamed The house you own We remember you For the good And not shame on the bad The kids will remember Every structure of your face Even though they have only lived for 2 minutes You were always the king And they’ll never say The king is gone
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