The Tarnished Crown
I'm a king with many castles and mansions
That you will claim, you will take them all away
You act as if, you don't care, but that's untrue
And I see through, the games you play, the words you say
I think I am so close but I am really so far away
I never felt as empty as I do right now
And I can't hide my Tarnished Crown
In my private hell, I can't find myself
You can really lose yourself, the demons in my mind, they dwell
My sorrow comes and goes, it gets bad I know
But I can't always let it show, it's better off left all alone
The games we play, the words we say
I wish I could put these bad memories in their own hiding place
It was you, you pulled me through somehow
But you can't replace my Tarnished Crown
Each day we drift apart a little further, sometimes it's hard to understand
You can put the past behind you, but you never do always forget
I wish I could rebuild my castle, now washed away in the sand
My kingdom is lost and gone, I have done all that I can, but it's out of my hands
Each day we drift apart a little further, it's getting hard to understand
All these bad memories I still remember but all I want to do is forget
I wish I could rebuild my castle, now in ruins for a long, long time
This enchanted queen is no longer mine, because I just couldn't make things right
I wish there was some way that I could get through to you
But sometimes these wounds we have, they don't heal like used to
Every now and then, we can heal ourselves with some time
But sometimes these wounds are permanent and I can't fix them, no matter how hard I try
It's seems that all is lost and I will never get through to you
I am at a loss at all of the horrible things that you say and do
You then make it clear that you belong to someone else and you were never mine
I think it's about time that I count my losses and say goodbye
From Rhymes With A Reason
Copyright 2018 Resisting Distress Publishing
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Primarily personal heartbreak and loss; minimal abstraction or philosophical inquiry.
Multiple overlapping ideas per section: loss, betrayal, memory, healing, resignation densely packed.
Predominantly negative: despair, emptiness, pain, permanent wounds, goodbye tone throughout.
Moderate intensity; emotional urgency present but meditative, introspective pacing limits explosive force.
Approximately 31-40 lines; extended narrative arc with repeated refrains and variations.
Rich metaphors: castles/kingdoms, tarnished crown, demons, enchanted queen; sustained symbolic imagery.
Pure lyric internal voice; first-person confessional throughout; no dramatic personas or dialogue.
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