Heir

November 16, 2025

What can I do with fire?

What can I do with air?

It is in Gods hands, that’s why you wait for me there.

You can appreciate he want’s his biological son to be the next heir

As King, that is his right to declare

Even if he doesn’t want to fight, he uses fair words because he cares

His eyes took me before I got to seven or eight

So the numbers left me before they could throw their bait

I suppose I’ve been falling in love ever since

And I see him in his parents and feel grateful for their existence

I see how my family curse fits theirs like a puzzle piece

Like the world was falling apart and we were made to fit their needs

When like found its kind, the naysayers naturally declined

Like I no longer needed to scream in pain for all that I went through

Because it is what I went through that brought me closer to you

It is what they insulted me for that made me discover what they knew I had that was more

What I didn’t have but was yet to have.

My faith made me look like I had it before I did

But before I got it, their resistance was already a clue of what God would inevitably give

Why did God cause me to blame you for what they insulted me for

Why did you get the blame for their desire to leave me hollow with no core

I’m sure I have seen this many times before

Why else don’t they see why CC does way more

Why do the one’s who blame, blame for what they do the same.

I shouldn’t have laughed at my sisters clumsiness

Even if she was being funny, the symptoms were not to be dismissed

And in the end it was her mental healing that brought the solution

The solution to the pain that invaded my heart like pollution

My life was thrown upside down when I heard of her childhood trauma

Once I saw ehr in a healthy relationship, I could once again appreciate Gods drama