disclaimer: My mother and I do not own anything Naruto.
This is NOT my work. My mother wrote this one day while doing housework. She is a huge Gaara fan so she decided to write this.
My life is as an iceberg from Antarctica that has been placed upon the Sahara Desert floor. It melts into nothingness. Love flees from my cold, dark, weary soul. I stand in the void that surrounds me, shrouds me into that deep forever darkness of the recesses of my very being.
Oh but to find the radiant sunshine of the overflowing joy of love! How I long for, mourn for it, and yet, it is forever fleeing from me.
I kill to find the total joy of survival, only to find that the very joy I seek is constantly fleeing from me.
Yet, if I could only find that one true friend, whoever it might be, might I finally come to know the true meaning of being accepted, a reason for me to continue to strive to survive.
Alas, I look toward the time when I will diminish and time for me is no more.
Until that day comes, I cry out in pain and agony because I continue to live.
Please read and review!! Also, please no flamers! I did not write this. I promised my mother I'd submit it for her. Thanks!