Connection- Parts of my life to parts of Blake's
I do as well.
With destinations so different,
No one could tell
That the effects of our trauma mostly the same.
Shivering cold nights because of a dream,
A dream that woke the worst of memories.
During the day,it haunts you as well.
You block it out until you hit your breaking point,
And then you let it out and
It consumes you.
And you defeat it from within.
Then there is everyday life.
And it hits you.
You're the responsible one.
Their reason your friends haven't been hurt in their fun.
You feel it is your duty to take their care.
We are the knights, without a real sword,
for our sword is the sword of care
It is Blake to Quinn and all his friends,
As it is me to my sister and my friends.
We are both cautious men,
To the utmost mark.
Taking a risk is last resort.
Never actually touching a line
That pulls you to the dark side.