I Was A King

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A welcomed sight for very sore eyes

Sturdy stone mansion high up on a hill

Weary from my travels, moon on the rise

A place to rest and fend off nights chill

 

A palace for Kings long ago many ages

Stories that could be told within these walls 

Of wise men, warriors, maidens and sages

Presence of nobility once roamed these halls

 

A quiet tension unmistakably evident inside

Walls seem to whisper and the floors loudly squeak

Wherein so many phantoms of past history reside

Spectral inhabitants have been waiting to speak

 

With fire in hearth, and warmth to the bone

I settle in for a peaceful nights sleep

Fire casts shadows on walls made of stone

Apparitions of the ages held in castles keep

 

Dark shadows dance and play in the light

As a chill strikes the air and swallows the heat

State of trance overwhelming, captive of the night

Frozen solid with fear no strength to retreat

 

Wild visions of this property and it’s horrific past

A power drunk King and his insatiable bloodlust

Centuries old nightmares have been freed at last

Crimes of the unspeakable and savagely unjust

 

Trapped in my own skin as history replays

Paralyzed in ice as the fire rages higher

Frozen grip of fear weakens as I meet His gaze

Acknowledgement of a past life my funeral pyre

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