Am I really that insane?

Have I gone mad?

Did I seriously think that taking someone's life

For a worthless golden crown

Would make me glad?

Happier than before?

More beautiful beside my once-loving king?

Greater than what has become of me?

Like a priceless diamond ring?

Those demon witches lied.

They pushed my luck and tore my pride

They ripped us apart into tiny little things.

Like a wounded soldier,

Like a bird with a broken wing.

I cannot escape this fate,

I have brought it upon myself.

So since I cannot fly away,

I will throw myself into hell.