[Written: 2024-12-08]

In my mind there is a kingdom furiously busy with dust and sticky webs.

I heard you whisper to me in my dream that you would be my throne if you could be my crown.

But, the only thing that manages to reside there are my haunted memories that have only helped prove me to be mad.

The throne and crown lie empty still, even though you promised millennia ago that you were on your way, you have only got further away.