My Own Beautiful Kingdom

to my king,

a worn out father 

residing over 

many moments

in my history

without judgement.

Through the decades 

you were the only light

in a land constantly reminding

me of who i was not.

My own beautiful kingdom 

filled with anger

my own and others,


except self-interest,




so much shame.


the ending began 

time to take flight 

i knew my destination

but had no clue

it would show me sorrow,

a high dive 

into my darkest tears

a single year

of mourning

guided by a golden light, 

now ready to start 

the end 

with the fire

begun in this gentle land,

time to say a final goodbye…

…before a smile and wave hello.