THRONE OF MIRRORS

He builds a throne of mirrors
Where only his own reflection exists
He loves you only when you're a stage
He erases you when you're the text

You learned to apologize
For existing, for feeling, for being
Until nothing remained of you
But the fear of dying, that way

He steps on others to feel tall
He humiliates to feel like a king
On the throne of broken mirrors
Only what you didn't know you could be remained

Some people couldn't bear the weight
They left carrying his guilt
Years later, still wonder
Why they still feel his cold hand

You learned to apologize
For existing, for feeling, for being
Until nothing remained of you
But the fear of dying, that way

He steps on others to feel tall
He humiliates to feel like a king
On the throne of broken mirrors
Only what you didn't know you could be remained

You didn't leave weak
You left on your feet
Whoever needs to step on others
Never knew what it is to be truly happy

His throne collapses on its own
Without an audience, he is nothing
You moved on, you are a path
He stayed behind, only an echo of a journey

No mirror defines you
You're no longer there