May 03, 2005 18:26
It's been a current trend for me to write shit like this, I dont know why, but here:
Torn between the dark and light
Born of Brimstone and Ice
I light the way, but carry a mist of calamity round my figure
Who may I be?
May I be the child of Kings?
Or the Noble Dog at your side?
I may be the one thing that is impure
But impurity is only recognized after one's own ignorance is diminshed
Why do I live? To serve? To love?
Or is it simply to die?
I am not one to understand such things
But I am one to try
Why? Why would I torture myself so?
Isnt that the answer? To live in pain and wonder.... To wonder why I live in pain...
That is life, and I am you...
I live to die
I awake to fall once more
But I never let my ignorance take form and hold me to my OWN strife
I wil live, carrying my burden
and if I may meet along the way with one who's burden surpasses my own
I will lend him my strength
AS MUCH AS I CAN MUSTER
and I will get him to his destination and go on my way
Or he will be my companion
so that we may share
I dont know why I wrote this, it just seemed to flow. I just want everyone who considers me a friend to know: I am here, no matter if it's in spirit, in thought, or in physical form. Just know that when you cant carry it alone, share you burden with a friend, but be cautios, because they may need to share as well. After this fundimental thought, you'll know that we all share our burdens with friends, but only one of true loyalty will take on others as well. Be a real friend... it's the only friends anyone needs...