A.N.: It's funny, a lot of people write nonsense out of boredom. I end up writing poetry when I am bored. (I think this counts as poetry anyway)
This is about Cliff and his past. I didn't put too much detail because I am planning to write a story about Cliff's past. Reviews will be very greatly
appreciated. Flames however may burn your house down, so please review responsibly. Only you can prevent house fires.
A.N. Edit: For God knows what reason, this thing was formatted horribly. I forget what issue I was having at the time but things are cool again.
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The Heart of a Wanderer
I've wandered since I was a child
I longed for a home
Never had a friend, always alone
My nomadic way never brought happiness
I never had real peace
Though it never shows on my face
inside, the tears flow like a river
Never really was loved
My heart, betrayed, betrayed by her
I tried to give her the world
She never cared
She laughed when I gave her my heart
She took my money
She stole my happiness...
stole my hope...
She played on my every emotion
...played me for the fool
Maybe I was a fool
My life was crushed
as was my heart
Never could I love again
I met my first true friend then
Raised him from an egg
Magnificent brown feathers adorned his body
Brown like my hair
Golden beak and talons, razor edged
I was his family, he was mine
At last no longer alone
Still longed for her love
Which I never did have
The pain...
unbearable at first
but eased by the bird
the hawk
my friend
Food came scarcely
even the hawk became weak
Soon, I feared, I would meet death
My heart welcomed it
It looked like the end
for my friend and me
Finally it happened
My life seeming drew to a close
The last of my destroyed will...
disappeared within my soul
I found myself unable to move,
woken by a stranger
Why did he care?
Maybe he should have left me to die
My weakness had dropped me
left me on his farm
My heart wanted to die
To be free from my feelings for her
The misery my heart would not forget
The demoness in the disguise of an angel
Just wanted to be free
Couldn't be free...
Life's flow became strengthened
But the flow of tears inside
The tears still remained
I was still imprisoned
there was no escape
not here
not anywhere
Damn her
Damn her down to hell
It should be her
She deserves to feel it
The anguish that devoured my spirit
and yet my life continues
continues to go on
The farmer
he helped me carry on
This new place.. It was different
For the first time...
I felt like I belonged
In this land where my grandfather lived
Made a life for himself
Living off of nature
a vagabond like myself
I belonged...
And I had a new friend
One day it hit me
"She" hit me
Walked right into me
I never payed attention to her before
but the twinkle in her blue eyes...
It captivated...
and.. scared me
I couldn't let it happen again
She was nothing like Rhianna
who had held my heart...
and crushed it most cruelly
Every time I looked into those blue eyes
the pain... it washed away
My life, I had it back
I realized quickly..
I loved her
everything about her
everything
The radiant carrot-colored hair
pulled back in a braided pony tail
The fair complexion of her smooth skin
The gentleness on her face when she smiled
The way my heart melted when she was sad
The cute way she scolded me out of anger
I longed for her
for her to be mine
How could I give my heart away again?
If I was betrayed once more..
It would be the end..
I could never recover
Everything just like before
Much more at stake
Could I risk making the same mistake twice?
Yes
For Ann...
For Ann I would
Even if it killed me
I loved her
loved her with all my heart
and...
She loved me too...
