Deathled by A Seas**t Seductress - Completely redone

*took it to my everypoet.org and they completely hammered it to nothing and I attempted a revision in light of the critiques I deemed fit to include. The revision is almost completely different other than the starting lines and the ending lines.*

I, like Neptune, once ruled the vast oceans uncontested;
till you plotted to dethrone me and make sure I lie dead.
Hidden and destructive your plan formulates in hidden caverns
You planned to take my heart, because to break my hearts what you yearn
Trapped in this over-sized aquarium, of which you plan to take control
You want to leave me crushed in the wake, reduced to abiding in a fish bowl
Your plans unfolding as you seduce me by sparking an interest
Distracted by the sway of your tail, the cause of my undying unrest

Youve got me hooked dear, like those of the deep sea fishers;
Can you do me a favor and kiss my pierced lips better?
I stuck to you despite it distracting me from controlling the reef
I answered your calls and needed you to let my gills breathe
I know this cant be healthy, but I cant help my obsession
This could be the reason my kingdom is losing the hold of my repression
But this doesnt faze me because I feel safe from my people like cartoons
But just because I speak in bubbles doesnt mean I wont taste their harpoons

Your plan is complete and you plan to snatch control from me
Take my kingdom and make the harpoon my forever living reality.
Banished and forgotten, pierced my heart in several different ways
I will travel the oceans bottom for the rest of my lonesome days
Lost in the never-ending nightmares that displays the image of your memory
When suddenly the rays pierce the ocean and then light dawns reality
Planned from the beginning, you are nothing but a conniving thief
The memory of you wont ever be anything but a Seas**t to me

This dawning will be my end and I shall not recover
So Ill travel along the seabed till I find a sandy shore
Where I will lay down to rest as a beacon of what I once was
An ugly shell of the man that has been wrought to dust
With nothing but a story that can be told from my grave
So pick me up and listen to the crashing echoes of waves
That depict the kingdom that was once mine in the past
And the Seas**t that left me to return to a state of dust
I once had the roar of the waves and the pull of the tide
But Now, alone on the shore, deserted, is where I abide
Is where I die