Throne of Regret

Silent echoes in a broken hall

Lonely throne where shadows fall

Regret’s whisper, a bitter call

Echoes of the times I lost it all

Years have passed since I bit my pride

In the search of strength I tried to hide

Now I sit here, cold and alone

Plotting schemes, a broken throne

Sorry for the pain, the tears I caused

Had to face the wrath I blindly gauged

Never thought I’d be the one bane

Wrath consumed me, fueled my pain

On this throne of regret and pain

Wishing I could turn back the rain

Been better for you, I plead

Broken heart, a wounded seed

Fear the hand that feeds the flame

Now I suffer in my shame

Hate myself for what I’ve become

A sin of wrath, I succumb

In the darkness, I remain torn

From my own wrath, I was born

Longing for the peace I seek

But anger’s voice is all I speak

On this throne of regret and pain

Wishing I could turn back the rain

Been better for you, I plead

Broken heart, a wounded seed

Can I undo the time that’s gone?

Find forgiveness in the dawn

Or am I forever lost in fire?

Wounded soul, burnt with desire

Now I sit, a king of scars

Watching life behind the bars

Hoping someday I’ll be free

From the wrath that consumes me