I dont have an attitude; Just a personality you cant handle

Hello everyone. This is my up-dated profile. Enjoy it for now because I'm bound to get bored one day and mess it up.

An Apologetic poem to a dear person to me. I'm sorry I messed up.

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Take my life and have my purpose. Take my soul and make it yours as my gift to you. Here's my heart take it and let it beat for you to be your life for me. Take me tears and let them be your water in this empty desert. Take my light and go on with your path. You don't know how much of this few things have to give to you but take them all they are my gift to you in my better hopes for your tomorrow. You will never understand why but I don't care today. Here are this wings of mine and take to your own winds. Listen to my lullaby and take it for your own dreams.Take my hand as we walk this path, let me lead you to a place you can sleep tonight. Let us all dream of a better tomorrow that was just as good as the past.



This is something I wrote to help a friend of mine understand and I liked it so much I think others should read it. There is a part that doesn't rhyme but I didn't mean for this to rhyme in the first place so.... this is how it turned out.

The Savior

A savior dressed to kill, a Savior left standing still
An empty road, a endless task and something they
can't quiet grasp. A wounded heart on a broken road
with no life, no love, and honor or code. A savior has no one
on witch the depend, unless they lucky and find a wary friend.
Empty to the promises they are given, alone in sorrow they are
bidden. A painful life is a savior's task but their broken hearts will forever last. A thousand miles away with nothing left to say, never knowing if who they help will be okay. They fight with unseen might for another and for each other.Yet doomed forever to forget about themselves. Their stories are over before they've truly begun. Their hopes and lies are shattered and lost in the sand. Still no one understands that a savior is nothing but a fader weather it be now, sooner, or later

Light or Dark, Life & Death
To life and to death. What are they?
Is life light or is it darker then we think death is?
What is more painful? Being alive or dying?
Life is trails of loss,pain, sorrow, anger, and greed.
Only there are a few moments of pure joy and love.
But what is death but a moment of pain before a step into the unknown?
So is Death light?or Dark? and which is life? Will we ever know?
I believe not be we can still ask.