Realm of thoughts

Be careful

not to step

on the pieces

of what we’ve built.

The ruins

of a castle

where you

once were King.

Your crown, oh your crown

had punishment spikes,

but as torture

you preferred silence.

You like how I think,

that’s why you destroyed

the kingdom

and walked away.

But the echo, oh the echo,

it spreads

in all the directions

you said you’d follow.

I follow,

alone.

I’m on the road

to the realm of thoughts,

and the thoughts

come along.

They follow.