I wore such armour black as night
no light could penertrate,
reflecting beauty from my sight
and holding in the hate.
My helmet blinkered sleepless eyes
and made my screams unheard,
the visor welded shut with lies
my agony unshared.
My shield held all help at bay
and let nobody close,
keeping my soul in dissaray
as every thought morose.
My sword was tempered from my pain
with decorated hilt,
engraved with symbols of distain
and unforgiven guilt.
My horse was black with fiery mane
his hooves were polished steel,
his brand was one of love unlain
a heart that could not feel.
So bare me well and here me now
this armour could be yours,
if you don't find the light somehow
and learn to heal your scars.
Depression suits me well
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 7:53 AM UTC
I wore such armour black as night
no light could penertrate,
reflecting beauty from my sight
and holding in the hate.
My helmet blinkered sleepless eyes
and made my screams unheard,
the visor welded shut with lies
my agony unshared.
My shield held all help at bay
and let nobody close,
keeping my soul in dissaray
as every thought morose.
My sword was tempered from my pain
with decorated hilt,
engraved with symbols of distain
and unforgiven guilt.
My horse was black with fiery mane
his hooves were polished steel,
his brand was one of love unlain
a heart that could not feel.
So bare me well and here me now
this armour could be yours,
if you don't find the light somehow
and learn to heal your scars.
Depression suits me well
Forgive here typo iPod won't let me edit -Cyber