Hey! My first Death Note fic!!!!! WOOO!!!
Anyway, I read some fanfics and a lot of them make L like, REALLY suicidal. So, I decided to write one myself! Poem fic! Hope ya like it!
Pure Angel of War
presents
The Gift of Life, Again
He lived a life of silence,
He lived a life in vain.
He lived a life of endless, ongoing pain.
He had no friends, no family,
No one to lean on,
No one to cry to,
No one to be happy for him,
No one to hug him
or kiss him, too.
He thought of it day and night,
he'd stare at the screens,
unable to focus on his goals.
When he was alone,
he'd sit on his chair and think,
let the nightmares rewind,
over and over again.
One night, he sat in an empty room.
His knees pressed against his chest,
tears flowing down his eyes,
his mind made up,
he picked up the gun on the floor.
Just as he pulled the gun to his head,
he heard a knock on the door.
He hid the gun and wiped his tears,
and called "Come in.".
A boy came in, and smiled.
No taller than himself,
with honeycomb hair.
Two cups in his hands.
The warmth and sweet smell,
replaced the ice cold air.
Placed a cup in his hands
and flashed a friendly smile.
He stared at the brown liquid,
the feeling cleared his pain.
His friend's very presence,
calmed him down once more.
Gave him an irreplaceable gift.
The gift of life, again.