This poem is dedicated to my mate,  Scion_Z_G_R_V. He and I have been having a little bit of a hard time the past couple of days. It feels like there has been a lot of drama in our lives. Our little brother and a few of our friends have....lets just say, have come to see us in a negative light. Both of us have been a little stressed and we are both going through a lot of stuff. It also sucks because its getting close to my birthday (which is also the reason why I act a little edgy, also because I just started college and its eating me alive.) I can understand why people would not like me, and I deserve their hate right now. I just don't want to see my mate suffer the same things I am. I also just don't want to lose any more friends.

This poem I want to say, does not follow my usual pattern of rhymes and such. This is a story that reflects how I see my mate right now, with a message to the people who are left in our lives.


From the Knight with the Broken Armor:

The knight with the broken armor wallows with scars all over his body. Tirelessly hoping for a miracle in his life to happen. A beautiful man with a heart so true, and yet it bleeds. What a sad image this burns, to see him struggle not for his own breath, but to keep the breath of others. The same ones he fought for turn around. The allied force ally against. Intentions of good seem....not so good anymore. Longing for a day of peace from the heart ache for the lives of those he cares about, but sacrificing his own happiness in the process. How many will he lose? How far will he go?

Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone has a past they wish to forget. We hurt people. We get hurt. But what makes the pain so unbearable is the same thing that cures it. The same thing that we struggle to fight for. Its love. Its love that we try to strive for and love that we want to use as our shield from hurt. Than why is it that it hurts when someone hurts us? If we love someone with our hearts, and we hurt them....do we remain unharmed? No. We are injured as well. Though the hurt we cause the ones we love is damaging, we remain with a hollowed feeling in our hearts. A numbing pain that haunts us forever.

This brave knight fights for who he loves. The hurt in his heart, though hard to cope with, is not as powerful as his love for those around him. He has made mistakes, but then again, we all have. But the fear in his heart is not just fear for those he loves, but fear of losing them as well. I can feel it in his heart of hearts. Though it appears that he cannot go any farther from all his pain, he manages to push through. Just praying for a miracle to rewrite his wrongs. Just a chance to show how hes changed. Just once for people to see that his past does not dictate him today. But the question is, if it will happen.

I love you, dear knight. I give you my heart, though broken from years of the same things you've endured as well, I give it to you in the hopes of a brighter tomorrow.



I have been losing a lot of friends lately and I realize that a few things I have messed up with and probably do not deserve them back. But to use my past to define who I am today is not always right. Of all things, it was because of my past mistakes that I am a better person today. I am still young, and I am still learning. As is my mate. We mess up and hurt people sometimes. But we at least have good intentions and are at least willing to try and correct them. If in the future you make a mistake and try to correct it, and you expect to be forgiven for hurting someone you love dearly, remember this moment. Remember what you've done to someone trying their hardest to make things right and ask “why should someone forgive me if I don't forgive and forget either?” Im just trying to be nice. I screw up. Im not doing it on purpose.