Her own throne
If happiness is lonliness
Why are we always clinging on
She made an art form of holding on
To
people she couldnt keep
Testing fate
Losing her way time and time again
If only there was a time
if only there was a place
Where love stays and
people dont fade away
Homes lost and hearts broken
Life rebuilt and roots replanted
Beginning again even when we lost all the love we spent
Coming back to herself even if she has to keep her own tent
Wasn't that the way they said
You cant stay where theres food no longer served
Your trauma a home for rebirth
The sharp stones he threw
Paved a way to your truth
Not much else to do
When you came back from that-
you make this life worth it
Theres no turning back
My bleeding heart finally
A queen with her own throne
Dont step to close
Or she may have to simply
Leave you all alone