Self-Esteem Poem by Ghost Legend

Here lies one door I should not have opened.
Someone saw my riches, and they were stolen.
Whatever may happen, this remains unspoken.
No one must know what it is provoking.
The battle may be found where the smoke is.
A king cannot be crowned without blood to soak in.
It is in that cup that he drinks to choke with
All on his own without chance of forfeit.
Catch this thief, I beseech you to!
Look at her teeth, because she is see-through!
Nightmares plague me under these blue moons,
Reflecting brightly in rivers at noon.

Someone lit fire to my meadow in a morning without rain.
I saw what could happen to my Kingdom and writhed with pain.
Forget that thief—let her keep what she took!
Why choke when pride and belief are mistook?
Finding hearts drive many briefly insane—
In fits of anger destroying all in range.
Regrets I see that of history create books—
A never-ending cycle of rivers and hooks.