AN: a short sasodei poem
I don't own naruto
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I walk next to you
next to the cold outer shell that you call a body
but somehow, I can hear a soft beating
it lets me know that you are still alive
if it stopped beating, would you keep moving?
like a puppet on its strings?
would you finally reach your so-called perfection?
I say my line, and it makes you angry
anger is the only emotion you ever grace me with
and it's wrong
but I love it
I love the one emotion you save specifically for me,
wile the rest of the world is greeted with a stony expression
and I know deep down that no matter what you may say
you are still human
I walk next to you
you call me a brat.
I call you my Danna
I mumble a quiet "I love you"
but it gets snatched away by the wind
my words don't get through to you
you say that you didn't hear me
so I say my line, and you are angry again.
I did my job
but you didn't watch
you say my art is wrong
and I don't even get a second glance
I say my line, and you threaten to kill me
I don't say it out loud, but I would let you
if it would make you happy, I would drink all of your poison
if I could see you smile
We separate, and I say a silent prayer for you
the wind carries me higher as I lead them away
red eyes watch me from bellow
I give a performance to a brat who knows nothing about art
I show him the fleeting beauty of my work
but it goes unappreciated
I hurt all over
cowering in the bushes I hear of your demise
I say my line
teasing about how your eternal art has failed you
when inside I want to cry
I get a new partner
he is nothing like you
and deep down I feel like I'm receiving karmic retribution
I was selfish
making you angry all the time
to prove to myself that you were still human
I always wondered if you were watching over me
or laughing at my pain
he provokes me again
I say my line
and watch as he runs away
and I silently confirm
that you enjoy watching me suffer
My time is up
a smile plays across my face as I say my line
I keep my eyes open
I don't want to miss the fleeting beauty of the world slipping away
I open my eyes and see you standing above me
your lips move but I cant understand
you repeat until I can finally hear
"Your art is still inferior"
my body moves without me telling it to
I wrap my arms around you,
as I let the words I always wanted to say slip out
"I love you, Danna."