More White Then Black Poem by sam, corrupt S, finley

I appear to be more white then black
But when my world darkens all around
It means Mr. White is not coming back
When you fall I’ll help you off the ground
Whenever you call upon me I’ll be beside you
A warrior wielding the sword and never yielding
To cheer you up whenever you’re sad and blue
If a bow was pointing at you I would be shielding
I’d take my heart and put it in a locket
You can have it but please don’t lock it
The element in me shows the good in me
I can always be what you want me to be
Dodging a glimpse of my total sadness
I’m glad you did so I’ll be concealed
Sometimes I slip and show my badness
That I thought was alleviated or sealed
The black seems to reside in me still
I wish I could exorcise my dark will
I will protect you to the end of oblivion
My black refuses to the act of giving in
Though I will not let myself be an effect
Of the poison to you I’ll be the light
Black is the way that I act through regret
It’s alright because I’m here tonight
I can’t leave the flower of sorrow
Even if I really wanted to
The flower is my next tomorrow
Because I am without you