xocolat
i held court.
took my crown out of the chest, and put it on.
my high counsel
i wanted them to tell me that i made the wrong choice, that i should fight to the death.
to claim and own what i believe to be mine
to hold on and to stand fast
but they didn't
because they saw that it was futile
that it was not worth it
that it was false
they made me realize that armed with brutal honesty, i was capable of making sound judgement
i needed no validation
i knew
i knew all along.
aww,man. again?!
