• I think I'm seeing the downfall, Of the queen, I think of my mother as the Queen and Him as the king, he drinks she shrinks,
    He yells, She hollers...
    My life sinks between the cracks....I'm to small to fill her foot steps, The little princess cant step up to take the crown....As i gather stones looking at them and identifying them as people in my life. As i stumble upon a smaller stone.
    This is me. The beautiful one is mother.
    the ugly one is him and I shall throw him out to sea so no one can see him every again.
    I believe I'm seeing the downfall of the queen.