He's dead now.
I left him there in that city gutter.
He died a slow and painful death.
No one will miss him now.
All of his friends are gone.
His family abandoned him.
No one will miss him.
There is only you left.
You and the betrayer.
I haven't decided what to do with you.
Your forgiveness will not bring him back.
Time will only tell what will happen next.
He was a good man in his own way.
Only good he tried to do.
That was not enough.
That is why I left him there.
The good that was once me.
I left a part of myself in that city,
For you to remember
What you did to me
I once saw light in this world
I now only see shadows.
The past seems to find me
In every turn.
As I try to run from it,
I find myself lost in memories.
These scars will never heal,
I cannot forget them.
So I will continue to face this alone.
Not knowing where it will take me.
I do know that I will only find
Shadows of the past.
The Dark Angel comes at last.
"I have been waiting for you." I softly say.
I take her hand
Yet she has not come to take me from all this misery
I am pushed down a hole.
She turns to me and says
"You brought this on yourself."
This is not what I wanted
But what I deserve
I have tried to be the best I could
yet, it was not good enough
I will accept my fate in this afterlife
This place of misery and sorrow
I will accept my place in hell
Here you are
As beautiful as always.
Yet there is something hidden away.
A secret that has not been revealed.
Behind those Innocent eyes,
But you are not innocent.
I see through to who you really are.
A poet with your words to get anything you want.
A deceiving wretch who cares nothing but himself.
So tell me why?
Why do I care so much about you?
Why do you hate me so?
I may have caused you pain in the past,
Yet I have changed, for your sake.
I cannot go where you will go when you die.
I have no soul
I have fallen so far to be where I am now.
I chose you because so I can feel the warmth of the soul once more.
We now share this body.
We have for years.
So I will wander the wastes
Searching forever
For someone like you
"Where am I?" Kenna murmured to himself as he awoke.
"So you're finally up," said a young woman standing next to him.
She was around 5'5" and her blood red hair and pale eyes glistened as she stared down at Kenna.
"Can you tell me where I am?"
"In a small village not far from Tokyo."
"How did I get here?"
She laughed a little. "You ask so many questions. I found you lying in a field covered in blood and wounded badly. It's been about two weeks. I began to fear the worst."
"Was there anyone laying near me?"
"No, was there suppose to be?"
"A friend of mine, Seryu " He trailed off, "Two weeks...and where is Seryu?"
-Two Weeks Ear
You say I don't need you
but I need you as much as the air I breath
I know I can carry on even if you are not there
but it won't be the same.
I want to see you smile one more time
So I will stay strong even if we grow apart
for one day you will be truly mine
As he whispers into my ear saying "I can fix it"
I do not trust him.
All he knows is chaos and destruction.
The black angel of death
His downy black wings eclipse the light shining on me.
I dare not speak his name for he can hear me.
I try to run but he find's me.
He is always with me
Speaking into my soul
He reaches out saying "I am your only escape"
The Maddness I have Created by KennaAtama, literature
Literature
The Maddness I have Created
I am losing her
To the madness I have created
It keeps me from moving forward
I can only seem to watch this unfold
Nothing in sight to stop the pain
Why will you not help me?
Is it because I have locked you away?
You are too dangerous for this mortal world
Though it is the only chance for me
I will not lose her
Not to this madness I have created
In this world we search for happiness
Yet all we find is pain.
This heavy burden of trying to be happy
For which to search for something unattainable by some
is more of a curse.
So search not for happiness but for contentment.
In this world full of pain
He's dead now.
I left him there in that city gutter.
He died a slow and painful death.
No one will miss him now.
All of his friends are gone.
His family abandoned him.
No one will miss him.
There is only you left.
You and the betrayer.
I haven't decided what to do with you.
Your forgiveness will not bring him back.
Time will only tell what will happen next.
He was a good man in his own way.
Only good he tried to do.
That was not enough.
That is why I left him there.
The good that was once me.
I left a part of myself in that city,
For you to remember
What you did to me
I once saw light in this world
I now only see shadows.
The past seems to find me
In every turn.
As I try to run from it,
I find myself lost in memories.
These scars will never heal,
I cannot forget them.
So I will continue to face this alone.
Not knowing where it will take me.
I do know that I will only find
Shadows of the past.
The Dark Angel comes at last.
"I have been waiting for you." I softly say.
I take her hand
Yet she has not come to take me from all this misery
I am pushed down a hole.
She turns to me and says
"You brought this on yourself."
This is not what I wanted
But what I deserve
I have tried to be the best I could
yet, it was not good enough
I will accept my fate in this afterlife
This place of misery and sorrow
I will accept my place in hell
Here you are
As beautiful as always.
Yet there is something hidden away.
A secret that has not been revealed.
Behind those Innocent eyes,
But you are not innocent.
I see through to who you really are.
A poet with your words to get anything you want.
A deceiving wretch who cares nothing but himself.
So tell me why?
Why do I care so much about you?
Why do you hate me so?
I may have caused you pain in the past,
Yet I have changed, for your sake.
I cannot go where you will go when you die.
I have no soul
I have fallen so far to be where I am now.
I chose you because so I can feel the warmth of the soul once more.
We now share this body.
We have for years.
So I will wander the wastes
Searching forever
For someone like you
"Where am I?" Kenna murmured to himself as he awoke.
"So you're finally up," said a young woman standing next to him.
She was around 5'5" and her blood red hair and pale eyes glistened as she stared down at Kenna.
"Can you tell me where I am?"
"In a small village not far from Tokyo."
"How did I get here?"
She laughed a little. "You ask so many questions. I found you lying in a field covered in blood and wounded badly. It's been about two weeks. I began to fear the worst."
"Was there anyone laying near me?"
"No, was there suppose to be?"
"A friend of mine, Seryu " He trailed off, "Two weeks...and where is Seryu?"
-Two Weeks Ear
You say I don't need you
but I need you as much as the air I breath
I know I can carry on even if you are not there
but it won't be the same.
I want to see you smile one more time
So I will stay strong even if we grow apart
for one day you will be truly mine
As he whispers into my ear saying "I can fix it"
I do not trust him.
All he knows is chaos and destruction.
The black angel of death
His downy black wings eclipse the light shining on me.
I dare not speak his name for he can hear me.
I try to run but he find's me.
He is always with me
Speaking into my soul
He reaches out saying "I am your only escape"
The Maddness I have Created by KennaAtama, literature
Literature
The Maddness I have Created
I am losing her
To the madness I have created
It keeps me from moving forward
I can only seem to watch this unfold
Nothing in sight to stop the pain
Why will you not help me?
Is it because I have locked you away?
You are too dangerous for this mortal world
Though it is the only chance for me
I will not lose her
Not to this madness I have created
In this world we search for happiness
Yet all we find is pain.
This heavy burden of trying to be happy
For which to search for something unattainable by some
is more of a curse.
So search not for happiness but for contentment.
In this world full of pain
I wish I could put my thoughts and ideas into words better than I can. I have many ideas for the story I have been working on but I feel that I can't continue until I finish rewriting part of it because I am not happy with it. Also now I have a new idea for something I want to work on but I start that I feel that I'll never come back to the previous story. Ugh. lol. Other than my (not very good) poetry I would like to actually finish something. I've been writing since 7th grade and never really finished something I was happy with. Well that is all I guess. I had to rant a little bit.
Blessed Be!
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