A freind

I heard crying before i knew who it was
The rage the sorrow the dissapiontment at there poor fortunes
I sat and tryed to comfort them but they wouldnt listen
looking in their eyes the usual glisten was missing
There idea of calming down was to drink and drink
The more of the devils liqour went down the throat of my freind
I want to stop him before it became a trend
so i took the bottle of him and threw it in the river
but it didnt land where id intended
it landed straight back in his hand
but me being his compaion his mate his freind
I refused to give in
B?

The Knights tale

The knight in shining armour
mounted up for the battle to come
He felt of pang of fear creep into his mind
But in his head he did find
a tiny scrap of courage and valour
He mounted his loyal steed
To ride ride into the heart of evil and greed
He kicked his mount into a charge
As he saw his foe charge towards him
As he travelled over the bones of his fathers
He knew he would join them in heaven
As long as fought against this terrible horde
until he could fight no more
he rode into the pages of tale and legend
the only importantance to him was his last few seconds
by B?

The more you, take from me.
The more I wanna give to you.
The more I'm put through.
The more I prove you wrong.
I'll show you all, that I am strong.

The more blood from my veins.
The more that I crave the pain.
The more that I want to die.
The more it makes me try.

I'm filled with love.
But is it really enough?
To keep me above.
Rock bottom.
I've forgoten.
How to smile.
It's been a while.
But open up the file.
I been down this road before.
Now I'm straying from the path.
Trying to find again how to laugh.

The more you, take from me.

The more I wanna give to you.
The more I'm put through.
The more I prove you wrong.
I'll show you all, that I am strong.

The more blood from my veins.
The more that I crave the pain.
The more that I want to die.
The more it makes me try.

I've been facing shit for too long.
This so fucking wrong.
I want it all to be gone.
Nothing but a bad memory.
Buried in a cemetery.
Burned.
I've learned.
To cope.
Walking this tight rope.
I could fall, with no safety net.
I wish we'd never met.
You think you know so much of me.
Let's see.

The more you, take from me.
The more I wanna give to you.
The more I'm put through.
The more I prove you wrong.
I'll show you all, that I am strong.

The more blood from my veins.
The more that I crave the pain.
The more that I want to die.
The more it makes me try.

Now I'm angry.
So damn anoyed.
It's a nightmare I tried to avoid.
Throwing myself.
Into hell.
Is the only way to quell.
This thirst.
This feeling.
That's reeling me in.
When I dream of seeling me in.
My own coffin.

But a few things, keep me calm.
One is a lot of self harm.
There's no need for alarm.
Another thing is my friends.
The brother like bonds.
That's lasted so long.
These help.
And then there's her.
Her smile.
Makes me smile.
She makes me laugh.
She makes me love.
She keeps me happy.
She cares.

And doesn't that just eat at your soul!
That you were the one, to never make me whole!

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I been there before.
Knocking on death's door.
Banging on the wood.
You wish you could.
Froget this now.
But wonder how.
I came back.
From the black.
From the darkness.
No breath.
No breathing.
I was heaving.
Squeezing.
The life from me.
Now maybe you'll see.
What I mean.
I'll come clean.
I had to be brought back.
I never truly thought of that.
The fact.
I could be dead.
I have this now in my head.
I was weak.
I'd not want me.
Maybe.
That's why dad left me.
And wasn't there.
He couldn't bare.
To have such a sick son.
This is why I wanna run.
So many memories.
I want to lose.
Even the ones that involve you.
-H