The King Who Wore No Crown by TheGarbear98, literature
Literature
The King Who Wore No Crown
Ignorance is bliss in your veins that run the blood of rage through you.
Depression, like mental cancer in your brain, hijacks the true meaning of who you are.
May the smoke that you breath in and release out through your lips, be your faith?
How could your lungs resist such torture of poison when the pain in parts of your body blocks your responsibility and unleashes arrogance and fear?
How can you live through a day without letting out your inner demons when you lived with them and fed them each and every moment in your past?
Can you, as a King of this land, even rule what you cannot even control?
Mighty Kings must look the part, even
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