Abhishek Choubey

28 Jan, 2017 02:27 PM
I am not asking for a crown
I’ve worn one made of thorns before
That was when I was brought down
When people lost faith and built a barrier

Friends were strangers, hopes dead
Soon I became depraved and unwanted
Dark but whole, broken yet sane
And when all the love was lost

The need to rise again triggered the man within
The wait was over
It was time to let the strength of will battle against the fear of defeat
I struggled, got crumbled
Was knocked down, but never out
When the dust settled, it was me standing tall
I conquered my fears
I rose against the evil

I am not a King
But I rule….
I rule in your Kingdom
Tags: Revenge, Dark
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