It had only been two weeks, when he asked if she loved him too

But he didn’t know that the answer was no

He knew it was new,

He was blue when he blew it,

He was told to shoo so he put on his shoe,

Forgot the other one, and she had won,

He forgot his cell, perfect for her to sell,

He turned left, and finally left.

In the dusty dark night,

When everything is out of sight,

As you wander your way,

Where do you stay?

In the light of the day,

Is there something to be gained?

A life to sustain,

What is your guide?

Or must you hide?

When around the next bend,

Is where sanity ends.

Or then are you safe?

In its lonely embrace?

What is the cost?

To no longer be lost.

I’d ask you, sir,

For your sodden crown,

Your high horse stables,

Carry you around,

Your hands are tied

Your feet are bound

So I’d ask you, sir,

For your sunken name,

Your family shame,

Your loveless gains,

Your lost games

I’d ask you, sir,

For legacies long-lasting,

The hardships steadfastness

Your faulty business

The lacking cast list

I’d ask you, sir,

For heartless

Sharpness

For callous

Solace

For your broken scepter,

Lost receptor,

Do you accept, Sir?