My final words
Are silent pleas
That something
Will be taken from this
That after all this time
The throne will no longer stand
for you to rest upon
For your dreams
To find me
Still soaring above
Your pathetic reach
Your words being cut
By the hate of others
Your solace equal to mine
When it only comes from death
I'm doing this for you
I never wanted this
I did everything I could
To make you love me
A little more
To be like the little butterflies
Innocent and carefree
Obedient and worthy
Instead I've become the opposite
The finished painting
Perfect in every way
In the eyes of a sadistic freak
I wonder what the world will see
My name is no longer Azura
For she died long ago
Her reality fading into her dreams
Blending reality into a false world
I am Kyani
My name following a gemstone
The same color as the wings
That once surrounded me
Blanketing me in comfort
My cries heard as a song
For them to dance to
My life is gifted to those
Who run their hands
Among metal bars of their own
My experiences to be shared
As a new purpose for celebrating
The grace of independence
I've found solace.
The stars are reaching out
To guide me as I fly.
I am safe.
I am free.