As Your Kingdom.

You sit up high,
on piles and piles
of lies and broken
promises. You look
down, to the kingdom
you rule, but your
crown is scratched
and damaged. Have
you already given in?

Toss your ruined
crown into a puddle
that reflects the black
sky. Create a ripple that
tells your story. You
have fallen, you are
as broken as your
kingdom and you
don't know where to
hide.