I love the You that you hateThe dark and stormy night
That you found me all alone
The kindness that you showed me,
Changed me more than you could have known.
You showed me another side of yourself,
That no one has ever seen,
But that you is hidden away,
Behind a face both wild and serene.
I once hoped that the other side of you would show,
The side you are afraid of,
For even though You hate that you,
That's the You with whom I fell in love.
Forgotten FootprintsThe path that was walked,
From morning 'til night
Is seen no longer
In the dawn's light.
Footsteps that showed
In the damp beach sand,
Are being lost and forgotten,
Swallowed by the Land.
The sea that rolls
In and out with the tide,
Erases the memories,
Of the night your spirit died.
That once walked this shore,
Are lost in the waves,
Now and forever more.
Birth of a LegendThere was once a hero, whose great deeds were foretold by many a prophecy. He was to save many people, be the light to fight away the darkness that threatened to overcome the kingdom. For the first years of his life, he lived influenced by the impending darkness. He was quickly taught the ways of the light, prepared at even a young age to face his destiny. When the darkness overtook his town, it took all that was dear from him. He fought even harder, determined to defeat that which had taken all he knew from him. Two years passed, and he stood before the mountains, their peaks shrouded in a swirling darkness. He challenged the Demon, prepared to face his destiny. The two fought for days, and only one could triumph. The challenge had been made, and he who was destined to win, lost.
There was once one who was to stop the darkness. He failed.
Scent of despair
Corruption runs deep
Making "the leap"
Taking all the is left
Now today's Death.
Who I amI am defiant,
Finding ways to fight control,
Resisting the urge to follow the crowd,
And making my own way in this world.
I am jealous,
Of those who have a 'perfect life',
But in a way their lives aren't complete,
As the flaws in life make me real.
I am secretive,
Keeping my darkest thoughts inside,
Under watch and lock and key,
Pretending they do not scare me.
I am careless,
Forgetful and easily lost in the world,
Finding it hard to survive in a place,
Where it is difficult to get by.
I am timid,
More so than I seem at first,
But I fear the future and what it holds,
And how it will challenge me next.
I am mysterious,
Never letting my true self be seen,
By any except for those I trust,
Wearing many faces that are not my own.
I am calm,
In a sea of chaos that surrounds me,
Never losing myself completely,
To a world that does not seem to change.
I am instinctive,
Following my heart and what I see as right,
Letting no one get in the way,
And forging my own path.
I am sensitive,
To the fee
RunningWe're the ones running down the cobblestone street,
Tripping and stumbling but still pushing on,
Supporting each other with both words and thoughts,
As we struggle to keep hold of our strange relationship,
The bond that holds us together,
So even if one of us falls,
The other will be there to help,
To heal the rift, and take off running once more,
Down the cobblestone street.