The Man Who Lives in Darkness

I am the man who lives in darkness
Though all I show is tenderness
Inhaling doubt and depression
Exhaling joy and passion
Bringing light to those around
Though shadows rule my ground
I absorb your woe and gulit
So, your soul can never wilt
Yet mine has already crumbled
To many times have I stumbled
Now I am the dirt you walk on
Swaying your path from the wrong
The purpose I alone am suited for
For only I know the final score

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I am a writer with attention deficit disorder and dyslexia. In school, I found English class to be the most difficult of all my subjects for me and some teachers made me feel that I lacked the necessary skills to become a proficient writer. None of this altered my great love for writing and rhymes. My purposes for writing are to show my son that it is possible to achieve whatever it is you desire in life and to create a helpful connection to my readers. I would like to thank my sister and all my readers for their support.