My kingdom (soul) that was once made of a young smile and happiness, no regrets and attitude to live life like there was no tomorrow is now made of ashes, display of bad memories, stupid mistakes and horrible decisions. Lost in my own kingdom not knowing what to do or where to turn I had to abandon it. Left to some day be blown away with the wind. Gone, I now stand alone with no direction. I sit and think..think..think..think…I look back at my kingdom…pow, instant epiphany. MY kingdom…how can a king abandon his own kingdom, whether made of gold or dirt, a captain never abandons his ship. Afraid to go back, not knowing how to deal with the ash, being lazy to even attempt I turn my head and clothes my eyes, trying so hard to forget I was even alive. I drop my head and my crown falls with it. game over, till I see a luster from behind. I turn to be in a presences of a beautiful angel. I look, and my kingdom is now filled with happy memories, the ash is gone. I’m coming home.