Eyes
By Heeroluva
Disclaimer - I don't own Bulma or Vegeta. They belong to the creators of DB/Z/GT.
Summary - Bulma thinks about Vegeta and something happens.
They say that eyes are the windows to the soul.
But what happens when the shades are pulled so low
That light can no longer shine out or in?
When I look into your eyes I see...
Nothing
No feeling
No expression
No sign of life.
Just a mirror.
I sit and stare
At the emptiness of your eyes,
While chills travel down my spine.
Ice covers you eyes.
Ice, too, covers your heart.
Your past, to me,
Such a mystery.
I sit and watch you move mechanically,
Like a robot,
As if all movements have been programmed,
As if thought is not required.
I sit and look down at the ground,
Not knowing what to do,
Not knowing how to reach you.
Why won't you open up to me?
I known you care
But just don't show it.
Oh no.
Now I'm going to cry.
'No you won't,'
A voice yells inside
But against its orders
A solitary, crystalline tear
Leaves a trail down my face
Suddenly you hand appears on mine
And you pull me off the ground.
I gasp as you wipe the tear away
And again I look into your eyes
And this time I see...
A dimly glowing light,
Desperately fighting for life,
And I think maybe, just maybe,
That they are blinds after all.
This is my first DBZ post, so reviews would be appreciated. I really like hearing what people think about my work.
By Heeroluva
Disclaimer - I don't own Bulma or Vegeta. They belong to the creators of DB/Z/GT.
Summary - Bulma thinks about Vegeta and something happens.
They say that eyes are the windows to the soul.
But what happens when the shades are pulled so low
That light can no longer shine out or in?
When I look into your eyes I see...
Nothing
No feeling
No expression
No sign of life.
Just a mirror.
I sit and stare
At the emptiness of your eyes,
While chills travel down my spine.
Ice covers you eyes.
Ice, too, covers your heart.
Your past, to me,
Such a mystery.
I sit and watch you move mechanically,
Like a robot,
As if all movements have been programmed,
As if thought is not required.
I sit and look down at the ground,
Not knowing what to do,
Not knowing how to reach you.
Why won't you open up to me?
I known you care
But just don't show it.
Oh no.
Now I'm going to cry.
'No you won't,'
A voice yells inside
But against its orders
A solitary, crystalline tear
Leaves a trail down my face
Suddenly you hand appears on mine
And you pull me off the ground.
I gasp as you wipe the tear away
And again I look into your eyes
And this time I see...
A dimly glowing light,
Desperately fighting for life,
And I think maybe, just maybe,
That they are blinds after all.
This is my first DBZ post, so reviews would be appreciated. I really like hearing what people think about my work.
