I admit I do not write very often,
I admit I do not write very well.
I write from the mind,
I try to connect to my soul.
I write for those,
those I cal my friends.
The ones I see dying,
the ones I see crying.
They're cold,
they need my warmth.
They need more attention,
more watch.
I'm terrified every night.
I think about them.
I worry,
I cry,
I draw for them...Dark.
Lord,
if you're there,
let them learn how to live.
I do not care if i go down,
as long as my body still holds them up.
I write for my soldiers,
I write for my friends.
I write for the fears I try to concur.