I am not asking for a crown

I’ve worn one made of thorns before

That was when I was brought down

When people lost faith and built a barrier

Friends were strangers, hopes dead

Soon I became depraved and unwanted

Dark but whole, broken yet sane

And when all the love was lost

The need to rise again triggered the man within

The wait was over

It was time to let the strength of will battle against the fear of defeat

I struggled, got crumbled

Was knocked down, but never out

When the dust settled, it was me standing tall

I conquered my fears

I rose against the evil

I am not a King

But I rule….

I rule in your Kingdom


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