Preciousness of your Eyes

A survivor goes through so many violence and flaws;

they picture death before life, with rules,

as if you are the person suspected to be placed behind the law.

There's a fellow who is graceful, yet selfless,

who sees the good in everyone,

while you, behind the laws, 

think you are perfect, like god's son.

An amazing survivor with beautiful precious eyes,

they light up the night like the blood moon,

they think the rain constantly pours when

the sun will come up soon.

Nevertheless, you law makers prevent him 

from feeling the preciousness of 

happiness,

as if your life is so perfect with

never-ending bliss.

When you come, the storms fall upon him,

making him murderous in the mind,

why can't you be selfless,

and be as sweet as our kind?

Are you an arsonist? 

Can you be insane?

Can you stop with the thunder

and let him feel sane?

He is the sun that comes up after

a dark cloudy day.

He is the moon that comes up when

it's pitch black in every way.

He is the stars that twinkle in the 

breathless darkened night,

He can survive, and can always win the fight.

I look into his soul and see heaven,

I look gracefully onto his presence and see light,

He is the flashlight when i need it in the night.

It is really twisted to judge someone by how they are;

I'd rather see others with a precious soul,

than to see an ugly heart that withers into the fire after

its been burned.

Can you leave and be electrocuted so we can be the surge?

Or will you stay and cause a never-ending purge?

To him,

I will always stay by your side,

I will always be there to make sure you're never placed in chaos;

and always make you happy, with butterfly feelings beginning to collide.

I will always hug you when you feel like you are falling,

I will always be the answer to that sign which you are calling.

You are wonderful in every single way, shape and form,

I will be the sun to calm you through the storm.

Be with haste,

Never wither or feel to give up,

I will be the life force of water being placed in the silicone cup.

Lastly, I will guide you through darkness,

I will guide you through the torture and pain,

never freak out because i will be there to make sure you are sane.

I will help you with your soul and make sure that not anyone will tell you lies,

You remind me of my life before the emptiness of my heart.

I can only look at you into one way to your soul,

The preciousness of your eyes.