Who I am I do not know.
What I think I will not show.
Though others may think my mind is wrecked,
they'll never see my reasons to act.
Why I live is uncertain
whether I yield or fight again;
as this life is cruel and cold
my actions will pay thousandfold.
Born in the day, grown at night
thriving in darkness, getting stronger in light.
My mind confused, both evil and good
thus I only do what I think I should.
This is me, a spirit pure.
A soul destined to just endure.
A body broken but still alive.
Whatever happens, I will survive.
Love is the fire that can scorch your soul
it's the earth that can swallow you up
it's the water you can drown in if you're not careful enough.
But it's also the air you need to live.
Negative feelings, they are like heat.
At first you are annoyed. Imagine a candle,
flickering in the darkness.
It might hold out for a few hours, but it will soon vanish.
But it might also be dangerous.
When somebody does something careless with it, the candle will ignite a fire.
This fire is your anger, it is strong and can last a long time.
Then someone comes and adds fuel to this fire.
It becomes hotter, until it is fire no more.
It is now rage, red embers.
You control yourself, but you wish to inflict pain
to the one with the fuel.
And he is careless again,
the embers become white heat.
This is the point where people lose s
What is the reason you ask?
Have you ever stood in the darkness, waiting for the sun to rise?
If so, then you know the answer. If not, then hear it.
Although it has been said so many times, it is still true:
Nobody asked us if we wanted to live.
Still, we could leave this world anytime we like. So why don't we?
Because although this life sucks on so many occasions,
although there are times when you ponder if you should just give up,
although it can be so annoying,
there is always something in this life that is worth every effort.
THIS is why we fight. Because there is something worth fighting for.
And although there are some battle
I've found a reason to stay alive
That can keep me warm though I'm surrounded by ice
I've found a reason, I tell it anew,
I've found a reason That reason is You!
I miss you whenever I'm not by your side
A touch of your hand fills my heart with delight.
Your face like an angel's, so nice and pure,
Your smile so gentle, for sadness a cure.
A look in your eyes gives me strength to speak
But I can't speak to you, for I am too weak.
I want to reach you, but I am not strong,
I feel so weak, so lost and alone.
When I first met you, I felt so free
Like a bird in the air or a fish in the sea.
But now I am sad, I can't even laugh,
Distant Lands
The sun is burning, the ground is dry,
I'm miles away from home;
I still have many miles to go
and many more I've gone.
I have no home, I have no house
my friends they suffer the same.
Yet two things I still have with me:
my last hope, and my name.
We travel lands where nothing lives
through hot and dried up sand.
Just driven by an unbroken will
to reach a distant land.
A land where we can freely live,
where milk and honey flow;
the hope for a future without this pain,
this is what makes us go.
True Friends
Sometimes we are lonely, sometimes we are sad;
we think that the world will make us mad;
but you must never forget that when you are down
when you ask for help your friends will be around.
Your friends are the people that, in times of doubt
will enter your door when all others walk out.
They help you when you're lonely or suffer from pain
and they'll help you see the sun's light again.
So never think that you are alone
in the wildest storm there's always a stone
that you can grasp on when you're falling apart
the people that shield you from danger like guards.
And also I hope you don't despair
for life is not just
Who I am I do not know.
What I think I will not show.
Though others may think my mind is wrecked,
they'll never see my reasons to act.
Why I live is uncertain
whether I yield or fight again;
as this life is cruel and cold
my actions will pay thousandfold.
Born in the day, grown at night
thriving in darkness, getting stronger in light.
My mind confused, both evil and good
thus I only do what I think I should.
This is me, a spirit pure.
A soul destined to just endure.
A body broken but still alive.
Whatever happens, I will survive.
Love is the fire that can scorch your soul
it's the earth that can swallow you up
it's the water you can drown in if you're not careful enough.
But it's also the air you need to live.
Negative feelings, they are like heat.
At first you are annoyed. Imagine a candle,
flickering in the darkness.
It might hold out for a few hours, but it will soon vanish.
But it might also be dangerous.
When somebody does something careless with it, the candle will ignite a fire.
This fire is your anger, it is strong and can last a long time.
Then someone comes and adds fuel to this fire.
It becomes hotter, until it is fire no more.
It is now rage, red embers.
You control yourself, but you wish to inflict pain
to the one with the fuel.
And he is careless again,
the embers become white heat.
This is the point where people lose s
What is the reason you ask?
Have you ever stood in the darkness, waiting for the sun to rise?
If so, then you know the answer. If not, then hear it.
Although it has been said so many times, it is still true:
Nobody asked us if we wanted to live.
Still, we could leave this world anytime we like. So why don't we?
Because although this life sucks on so many occasions,
although there are times when you ponder if you should just give up,
although it can be so annoying,
there is always something in this life that is worth every effort.
THIS is why we fight. Because there is something worth fighting for.
And although there are some battle
I've found a reason to stay alive
That can keep me warm though I'm surrounded by ice
I've found a reason, I tell it anew,
I've found a reason That reason is You!
I miss you whenever I'm not by your side
A touch of your hand fills my heart with delight.
Your face like an angel's, so nice and pure,
Your smile so gentle, for sadness a cure.
A look in your eyes gives me strength to speak
But I can't speak to you, for I am too weak.
I want to reach you, but I am not strong,
I feel so weak, so lost and alone.
When I first met you, I felt so free
Like a bird in the air or a fish in the sea.
But now I am sad, I can't even laugh,
Distant Lands
The sun is burning, the ground is dry,
I'm miles away from home;
I still have many miles to go
and many more I've gone.
I have no home, I have no house
my friends they suffer the same.
Yet two things I still have with me:
my last hope, and my name.
We travel lands where nothing lives
through hot and dried up sand.
Just driven by an unbroken will
to reach a distant land.
A land where we can freely live,
where milk and honey flow;
the hope for a future without this pain,
this is what makes us go.
Current Residence: Somewhere on earth Favourite genre of music: Metal, Medieval/Celtic Folk Operating System: Linux MP3 player of choice: Creative Shell of choice: Bash Personal Quote: Courage doesn't mean doing it without thinking of consequences, but in spite of knowing them.
Favourite Writers
Terry Pratchett
Favourite Games
Swordplay
Tools of the Trade
sword, leather, wood, textils, needles, a PC, perhaps rope