

Heavy…
Not because it’s gold.
Heavy…
Because of everything it cost.
I never asked to wear this crown,
To stand where every king fell down.
Every choice carved into stone,
Every victory bought alone.
The hands that reached to pull me through Are names the silence
never knew. I carry every loss with pride… Even the ones I
couldn’t save.
Every scar became another jewel.
Every tear became another weight.
Tell me… How much can one soul carry Before it breaks?
This crown of thorns Was never meant to shine.
It cuts a little deeper Every single night.
If I must bleed To lead the lost,
Then let my blood Reveal the cost.
I’ll wear this crown… Until my final breath.
The throne is colder than I dreamed,
Built upon forgotten screams.
Every promise left behind
Still echoes through my mind.
The world expects a heart of steel,
But even steel is made to yield.
Strength is more than standing tall… It’s rising after every fall.
Every wound became another lesson.
Every failure lit the flame.
If this burden has a purpose… I will bear its name.
A king… Without a kingdom.
A light… Without a dawn.
Maybe greatness Was never measured
By the battles won…
But by the people
You refused
To leave behind.
If the crown should fall… Let it fall with me.
If the fire calls… I’ll answer.
If tomorrow never comes… Remember this— We stood.
I NEVER WANTED GLORY!
I NEVER WANTED FAME!
I ONLY WANTED SOMEONE TO REMEMBER MY NAME!
IF THIS IS MY BURDEN— I’LL CARRY THE FLAME!
UNTIL MY LAST BREATH—
I’LL NEVER CHANGE!
THIS CROWN OF THORNS!
WILL NEVER BREAK ME!
EVERY CUT! ONLY REMAKES ME!
IF I MUST BLEED!
TO LEAD THE LOST!
THEN EVERY SCAR!
WAS WORTH THE COST!
I’LL WEAR THIS CROWN!
UNTIL THE END! AND STAND… WHEN THE WORLD BENDS!
A crown
Isn’t proof
of power. It’s
proof That someone Chose to carry What others couldn’t.