Thread: King

I was extremely angry when I wrote this, and it shows in the writing I suppose, but nontheless I would like a critique.


Section One

My heart is pounding,
my anger and disgust compounding,
fusing together to break old chains
Tear away the image
Bury it down
To a point where it will never be found
Though hate is a strong word,
it rings true,
with every thought,
involving you.
I tried so hard,
to give you a chance,
but you crush my will
with but a glance.


Section 2

You lie, you cheat,
your arrogance is astounding
Your infuriating message clear,resounding
Filling me with cold black hate
But I hold back and tell myself to wait,
For the day when you'll bring yourself down,
and take a nasty tumble from the throne you've found


Chorus Plays after Sections 2 and 3

It's close, you can hear it, that wonderful sound
The sound of your throne, falling down
It's deafening, but welcome, that miraculous sound
The sound of your throne, falling down.

Section 3

To some you're confident,
To others a joke
To me you're someone I'd like to choke
Harsh, perhaps, but it's true,
and these are my last words to you,
Don't speak, don't think, just go away,
so I can finally see that day,
The day is near, and I pray for the sound
the sound of your throne falling down.