Silver Coated Steel
The weight of a crown
Is so heavy-for me
Each step, is a walk in a mud,
I am going a little far…
not really moving forward, i think.
And that Feeling of exsisting just a little less,
sucks the energy, I am dead, still restless.
No crown meant I had prevailed.
For it’s steel and not gold…
It’s fake…
Victory is flawed.
So am I…
The stones in this crown.
It has plenty… but not necessarily many…
I have done things so good.
But not enough to be seen… not the Best,
neither better…
The crown is such a WEIGHT
Can’t get up myself with it…..
Never I was right…
I freakin’ believed myself
I had won…
I freakin’ thought I was regaining
The vibe, the energy, MYSELF…
just knew, I cannot.
I cannot refract reality
I cannot bend the truth.
Kim Angelo Reyes 