My Greatest Love
Within your mirror stands your throne,A kingdom built for self alone.Where everything you touch must yield,And gentler things lie crushed, concealed.Your anger blazes, fierce and fast,Your sharpened words are built to last.Pride towers high against the sky,While silent echoes learn to cry.A child once lost now haunts your core,Still chasing power evermore.A bitter soul, condemned to roam,On cursed and lonely, barren loam.You crown yourself a mighty king,Yet emptiness is everything.Compassion […]https://lastingminutes.wordpress.com/2024/07/07/my-greatest-love/












