~ the king

the battle was long

it was a painful ride

the king didn’t know for sure

what things he would find.

the path seemed so cold

he was alone the whole time

mother smothered the kisses

father never understood why.

he found solitude some time after

he understood why the world felt so old

glanced at the stars, once the war ended

finally found the truthful words.

peace always comes at strange hours

he’ll never get over the waiting

fought so hard to find the happy way

but happiness was just a treacherous saying.

the battle never quite ends

he figured that out eventually

still, kept fighting for what he loved

but love was always there, it only took him time to see.

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