it's my first poem so i hope you like it... )

Just for Her

He's run away again,

Just for her.

Leaving me to cry and become fearful of my surroundings.

My heart breaks off another piece.

The love I had carried for fades.

Slowly it blows away in the wind.

I look down at my wrist.

Scars from before are only left.

Only because he's run away.

Just for her.

The knife i hold in my hand shakes.

Slowly i push down on my fraile skin.

I feel no pain,

for nothing can cope with a broken heart.

My blood grips down and leaves drop and my green skirt.

This time i have cut too deep.

I do not cry nor try to stop the blood.

Only because he's run away.

Just for her.

Demons gather around me.

The smell of my blood must be sweet.

I could wish to live, on the jewel.

Instead i let it fall to the ground.

"Run" Is what my body tells me to do.

Why should i?

The demons move closer but, they stop.

They flee from sight.

My vision is blurry, but i see long silver hair.

He looks at me and walks closer.

My skirt is covered in my deep red blood.

'Leave me alone,' i want to yell at him but i can't.

He comes closer until he has tilted my head up.

But i pass out from my loss of blood.

Only because he's run away.

Just for her.

I awake in a futon.

My hand comes up to feel my head.

"Ouch," i yell.

I cut myself with my claw.

Claw? I rise and walk to a mirror.

My hair is still black, but my eyes are gold.

Purple strips are on my cheeks.

The creasent moon on my forehead is pink.

My ears pick up his foot steps.

He walks in and notices i am awake.

I wanted to attack, but didn't because i remembered.

Only because he's run away.

Just for her.

He tells me he had wished for me to be a full dog demon

like him.

But why?

I don't care.

I want to run so far away.

He tilts my head up and smirks.

The eyes i once knew to be cold are warm.

Will you be mine is what they seem to ask me.

I nod and wrap my arms around his neck.

But i feel a pain in my wrist.

Everything goes black.

I wake up with the jewel in my hand.

There is nothing different about me.

My cut has healed, but my skirt is stained.

The little dream i had, could it come true?

Could Sesshomaru be the one?

To think this happened.

Only because he's run away.

Just for her.

x

Omg so how did i do? I wrote it while i was in consumer science...I really hope you liked it!

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