I wish of light and pure

So that may my anger may change into a gentle nerve

I wish to fly along side you, one of that of a bird

You keep me at peace, even in times of dark

I yell, I growl, I curse, though you stand by my side still yet

You would hold my hand, smile, hug me, I bet

When all hope of mine was lost and I would begin to fret

You would smile, I would cry

Your happiness would bless, my fury fry

I only have knowledge of dark secrets and hell's evil

But maybe, when having the time, you could teach me more

More of what I am, more of what I can be

Maybe you could teach me to be of peace

Of harmony, or maybe of the thing I know the least about......

Love?