Long Live the King

I watched you mold yourself
mold yourself into your king
The clothes, the poems, the drugs
the psychology, the hair, the
you...it was all a mask.
You were a mask. You
knew you were wearing it
but it had no eye holes.
You couldn't see yourself in
the mask. I saw you
before the mask. I
saw you put it on. Life
was confusing in that dark
world wasn't it, but you
know that no more. You
became as your king. The
king is dead,
     now who is the next in line.