Just a warning because I'm nice, one curse word. :)
Here we are, still partners in crime
Here we are, still warriors in a far off time
Sometimes I like to wander my mind, considering the fact that these modern years have no true "warriors."
Warriors, used to fight themselves, but presidents and military proved that to be scum.
These days, some still train, and you, I admire for your skills and tact.
Besides all that, I look off to the sky just imagining a moonlit night where we could talk and talk and talk and well, fight.
We'd have so much fun, and even after the 5 year mark hits, your still gonna be my favorite little shit.
Sometimes I lay in bed at night, thinking about what your doing, and sometimes I imagine the sins your committing.
However, I'll take whatever sadness and sin you have onto myself, and carry it for you, as I would carry others.
So instead of walking while your wounded, how about you rest? I'll do the walking, then you can later do your best.
YOU ARE READING
~Poem Book~
PoetryLike a Diary, This Book will be, Through my head blows a breeze, it makes the leaves freeze, Orange leaves falling down, This is my story, and I won't let it drown.
