The Lifestyle of Emperor John Graçol
An original poem by RainbowRoseGames / @decaying-royalty (Special Decaying Royalty poem looking into the life of Ellen's father!!)
I work all day and do some things at night
It sure is easier with less people by my side
It's such a shame that they can't do anything
I do everything and it's so tiring
Why have they left and only write me for money?
Oh Yarrou, what can't I see?
I've got work to do, I can't sit here and wonder
Meetings, meetings, paperwork and appearances
Not a moment of my life is unscheduled; a true bore
I must keep up appearances; the truths are my fears
I do my best to provide for those under my ward
Yarrou has never once answered my prayers
The devil in the details Ymitru has heard
This fast live now and die faster has me high
I don't care that I've lost my soul, flesh, and eye
I tear myself down but I've never felt so tall!
No, you can't throw that away or clean it all!
I need all of these things
A life of so-called filth you say?
Everything here is perfection, I'd have no other way!
All of these things I buy are hardly ever enough
"No, I need these, fixing things without it's tough!"
They keep rearranging things of mine
It makes me so angry that they scorn me for my life!
What was the point of being a father
If my family leaves me tethered?
My rigidly scheduled life
It's something I'm content with living on my own
But I can't just leave them behind
Why can't I live a life alone?
Ah, the filth and the clutter hurts
But I don't want a cure- just make it worse!
Let me live my life in simplistic pain
I will live with such pride in my rotten veins
I don't regret a thing of this life
My only regret is that it's become unraveled all in all
And now the world can see everything was my fault!