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Dear scary world,
I used to be a brave man with the sharpest knife and bruised knuckles,
The deaths of every cave man carved in my huge muscles,
My red skin hardened into a mountian side surface,
I get my own way so the answers to how and why is worthless,
Now I find down inside Earth is a formaldihyde purpose,
Formaldihyde purpose as in easy to spell,
Feels like lonely gun powder needing a shell,
But the second this woman grasped my forever beating drum
Swallowing my last breathe before ever needing one,
With such a fleeting tongue she calms the rage in my sword,
The gentle clouds so simple now, taming the storm,
For such courage I'm 'grinding rails' that only the savy skater hits
No such thing as a kiss, our lips lock like deep gladiator pits,
So now this bow-weilding killer is a hard working husband,
Citizens yell 'beware the killer', though she was sure he wasnt,
So I put my weapon down and the world suddenly changed,
My image just switched it when straight from big to plain,
I start worrying in my free time now that it's 2 backs I have to cover,
Through cracks of blackened thunder my back is apt to shudder,
Relax I have another person to keep warm inside OUR house,
Not so used to that word can somebody throw the word "OUR" out,
So I accustom to this role as the provider for my wife,
But of course to catch my breath from afar is the sniper of my life,
A few months later with her stomach a bit bigger,
Hit me like a wrecking ball but felt a little inward,
So I now my son will step into the center of a world full of monsters and demons,
Officers screamin, popular reason bein lost in your breathin,
My family in this scary place has me weak with worry,
All I can do is stand re-assuring that these beasts will flurry,
You couldn't feel an ounce of the worry I've felt most the time
Your the reason my son Wolf Heart will always be held close to mine