i can tell you’re disapointed
i can see it in your skin
one that never got appointed
decided you’re ready to sin
an i’m not one to be reprobated
i got an entire repertoire of requiem
relinquish repined reminiscence
you sure you’re ready to get this far in?
repair remorsful remnants
don’t mistake this for a bed and breakfast
negligently we place necklaces
trading this noose for that amiable caress
this tumultuous uproar fictitious and non existant
this hushed serenity, we sit here in silence
wishing for consonance of harmony and violins
disregard that i’ve been appointed to your visions
this is my kingdom where allegiance belongs to one
and i can’t vanquish the heat of that golden sun

Written by Johnathan