King of misery
The king of misery dwells in me.
My body- his hacienda where he rules.
As his horses of anguish gallop around,
They drag my sanity back and forth.
The windowpanes to my soul lay broken,
The scattered pieces reminding me of the king's presence.
Each day I bow in obeisance to His wishes,
I say my _thank yous_ and my _sorrys_ dutifully.
Hail the King of misery!
Long may he live in me!