A Fallen Queen

I know what I have lost,
What I gave up,
For selfish desires.
Like a fool tossing aside
a great treasure,
Too blind to see the value
of what I had in my hands.

Rejecting my crown,
Showing what a true spiritual
juvenile I am,
I ran away from home again.
Setting out on a road
That I already knew
would lead me
absolutely no where.

I became as the wind
Constantly changing direction,
No steadyness to my being.
Just a shifting, constant changing,
Losing all sense of who I was,
who I am.

Searching for something
to redefine me,  
For this emptiness in my soul
Allows the past to echo
Far too loudly in my mind.
Reminding me
of what I'm still able to go back to;
Yet, I must choose to let go
of things that hinder my return.

And I struggle
To find my way loose of the golden chains,
That this self-made Andromeda
Has bound herself with.
Escaping the beast that seeks
to consume me,
Knowing that Father is looking
Expecting my return home,

And will come running out to greet me.