Royalty Is Casualty

lane.rowe

Royalty is casualty 

At least for me 

Cus why would you want to be so busy

When you can just live peacefully and not worry about anything?

 

Why cant i make believe 

That these things 

Can happen too 

If only I knew 

How to make them come true 

 

Because i dont miss searching the cracks in my mattress 

feeling super pissed cus i lost my nic



Now im always coughin and chokin on regret

Always feelin bad about the choices of my past

I guess im just happy that 

I didnt die, im lovin life 

Just like 

I'm supposed to

And now my dreams are coming true

And all the people I used to associate with

Cant even begin 

To comprehend this gift

And it makes me sad but im just glad 

That i have this knowledge.

It has changed my mind 

Im growing with time 

Cus it feels better to know that as i go

Im accomplishing something greater

Than anyone could imagine

And if i was bound to do so bad 

Then what are the odds i change that?

 

Craving and thinking

about nicotine and weed

Pills and drinking 

Are not for the weak

I know deep down

Its not the solution to my problem 

i had to get out of that place 

So i could chase 

Old age 

 because regret makes us depressed

and the truth is that its better to get rid of it so you wont be stressed

 

I was layin in my bed

Kinda rlly scared cus

I woke up from sleep paralysus

And when i woke up

I thought that i was

In a different dimension

And i dont know why

It made me scared 

So I closed my eyes

And when i woke up in the mornin

I thought it was a stupid little story

And that i didnt survive cus of grace or glory

And now i cant unsee 

The things I saw

In my sleep

So I prayed

Asked angels to watch over me as I lay

i pray 

Every day

And i still 

have 

Sleep

Puh-Ral

Uh Sis

Every mornin

I ask Jesus

to Protect me

Protect my friends

Protect all of us 

And all my family

I pray for peace

for the whole community

And everybody here

Always makes me think

About the things ive missed in life

In the past 

When i was on the brink of youth,

had just lost my last tooth

I was In my prime

And i was wastin my time

With anger and drugs

And nicotine and wine

And i dont know why

I didnt think once 

I was wastin my life

I didnt think twice

about all my old friends

The potential that 

Could have been

But instead

I was stuck in 

A rut that

I thought 

Was never gonna end

Always searchin the cracks in

My mattress

Feeling super pissed

Cus i lost my nic

i just pretended 

i was glad 

When i was really sad

And i was depressed

everything that i did

Didnt make sense

And now

Im slowly gettin out of it

And im getting back on my feet

Tryna rap 

To a beat 

Tryna find a rhythm thats neat

Tryna find some friends to meet

And maybe i 

Can learn

How to be Happy

Get better 

With time

So that i 

Can continue

To make these rhymes

Inspired by rappers

Like eminem

I guess you can say im kinda like stan

But in a less creepy self seething not aggressive never beating

My girlfriend type way

He killed her while she was pregnant 

It’s so sad she was carrying his kid

 

I wish i was better

I wish i was clever 

I wish i dint have a cleft chin

Or an iq of nothin

I never knew anything

And now my brain is depreciatin

Feels like its runnin thin

Cus i dont exercise 

My interests

And its 

Makin

Me mad

Again

And i still dont know why

i feel like I could die

so i pray a prayer

And say

Before i lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

Please protect me through the night

Please take away all my fright 

 

  • Author: Lane Rowe (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 5th, 2025 11:44
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 7
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