Light In My Eyes

This poem i made in skool. I constanly have trouble paying attention in skool. Its so boring compared to the Battle of Life Raging across my head. Constantly though i see an angelic face in my thoughs of someone. Well rather thn talking about this "Someone" i'll just let you read about this "someones" light that shines on my soul.

Darkness reigns in utter rain. Without a phase. To counter play.

All the things which seem to be. Are not, but dreams. Why is it so? I see in you a guise of light.

The light you shine to drive my mind. Away from tries.

Tries of mine. I don't deny. Without a cry of feeble plys.

There always there no matter where. To blind my side. I try not to wear.

For it is a place of senile disgrace. That can not be traced.

Yet be it in vain or in dismay. The light is a face. Of both goodness and grace.