The voice in me
Is no more
Tragic as never before
Leaving me
A posthumous heir
None from to hear
Stifled
By fame to death
Warmth of the hearth
Betrayed
By many Iscariot Kisses
Crucified into pieces
The voice in me
Is no more
To being heir, I agree
And his glory I enjoy
Yet unable to replicate
Nor find true throne mate
The voice in me
Is dead and gone
And I am scared to carry on

Benjamin Paa Willie

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dead-and-gone-14/