Day: Feb 6, 2023

I will bow my head to you until the sun sets,

And I will soften my edges,

Just so they are as soft as the night we met.

I will bruise my knees until they do not hurt,

But do not cry for me at night,

Do not drag your royal name through the dirt.

I will kiss the ring to accept my own defeat.

The king is the only law,

And I willingly serve right beneath his feet.

I will bite the arm that fed me lies for years.

I will watch as you scream

While the inevtiable doomsday nears.

I will bruise the flesh of those who hurt me.

I will not need a weapon,

And trust me – I will not need a fair motive.

I will take the throne as the warm sun rises.

I will decapitate your reasons,

I will cut to pieces your twisted compromises.

-Jackie