Hi! This is just like a poem thingy even though it may not sound like it, but oh well! I was just in the mood to write something kind of sad! Lol: )
No Matter How Much
No matter how much I wanted death, it never seemed to come.
Every time I had seen those living faces, the faces of children, I felt alone.
Their smiles tried to warm my soul, even though it was ice cold.
No matter how much I wanted to love somebody I knew I couldn't.
I was the walking dead.
Walking the earth without owning a soul yourself.
No matter how much I enjoyed seeing his face, I was still drawn away from him.
The way he always looked like he was thinking or fighting something inside was comforting.
Knowing that he too was suffering in some way only wanted me to help him and for him to help me.
No matter how much the breeze blew across the earth, I couldn't really feel it.
The warm winds that blew at night never seemed to change.
They were always the same to me.
No matter how much pain that burned inside me, it would never go away.
The hatred I felt towards him was the only thing that kept me alive.
Every time I saw him, that hatred led me to trying to kill him
No matter how much hatred that was in me, he still loved me inside.
When we saw each other, he said that he was sorry.
He said he didn't plan for things to be this way.
Inuyasha loved me but I couldn't love him back.
I am Kikyo, the walking dead.
Nothing living can love something dead like me.
Well that was my poem. Well, please R&R! Lol. I'm not depressed so you know, I just wanted to write something sad because I had watched something sad and you know, it's like an inspiration.