I've just learned how to sing

I’m not playing king anymore
My play chest is put back, all crowns on the floor
Mounds and mounds of crude graves quiet from evacuation
I’m bare feet and laughing
Out the door running
Just stole a box of love without intentions of returning
I can’t fix something like this
Or give it some name
But my eyes do see those holes and I sit and stare
And wonder out loud why I would ever want to stay
Where the darkest of dark doesn’t hold a candle to that night
Things where there are no names for that kind of pain
I’ll scream it and holler it upwards and onwards
Till I can’t see them anymore
Till I can’t feel the death of their teeth and want to consol
Every whisper that I’ve never been good anymore
A cage only locks when there’s something inside
Unfortunately I can not be stopped now
Clear my throat now to breathe
I'm ready enough
I’ve just learned how to sing