the king

Stop being miserable
You have no right
You have no need


Stop being miserable
While the whole world suffers
And you are the king


The king on his throne
Sending away his jesters
servants with their platters


He cries
And he bleeds
Not for anything or anyone


For existence 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem I wrote last year which was emotionally one of my worst years ever. I have always felt like I have no right to be sad. I have a good family, education, hobbies and friends. But still the depression hits me when I wonder what life could be more than the daily routine and work.


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