1.1 This was written in math class one day….I was horribly bored and in one
of my "lets write a poem" moods. I usually write stuff like this when:
a)I'm bored, b)depressed, c)spaced out, d)thinking, e)worried, f)sad, or
*cough* g)unbelievablydrunk *cough* N E WAYZ….yes I have a lot of um…
"issues" and I am quite aware of it…like almost everything I write this
reminds me of an anime character…*surprise surprise* This time I've strayed
away from my Gundam Wing associations and have walked smack into Yami no
Matsuei. I've recently had a large dosage of it and have been YnM oriented
ever since..okay that's enuff of that….Hisoka Kurosaki's P.O.V…enjoy…or try
to….er..plz?
1.2
1.3 Everything Is Wrong: Hisoka Kurosaki's P.O.V
*I scream
Cry out
In agony
But no one seems to hear me
I sit alone and wonder
What is going on?
Why is this happening?
Why do I feel so wrong?
*My days are fading
In and out
I want to shout aloud
Make it stop
Leave me alone
It doesn't want to listen
But I know that it is there
It makes its present known to me through this pain
No one understands it
No one believes it
But I know because I am condemned
To feel this pain which no one will ever understand
* "It's all in your mind," they tell me
As if I'm deaf
Over and over again
It's pounding in my head
Am I insane?
Why is it all I feel nowadays is this mocking pain
*I cannot explain so I pretend
Pretend that all is okay
Pretend that I'm willing to dream my life away
To live in this godforsaken world
With pleasure?
With ease?
This I cannot do
For I've lied enough
*My hands are cold
Freezing and numb
But my body burns
From my core
It surges on
Fuelled by my anger
No
Disappointment
In myself
My work
My "talent"…
*I'm lacking
I'm not my "usual self"
Everything has changed
Everything I love is losing its shine
Everything I hate is forcefully mine
Disfigured…
I stare
At everything I've become
Everything I am
Everything…
Everything…
Why won't it stop?!
Everything is crude
Dear god…
*With that I conclude,
Everything is and will forever remain wrong
***A/N…..see!…see!..math class is evil..and not hot Muraki (mmmm..Muraki..=^-^=) evil either but the yucky stupid annoying kind(ie:Relena) *shudders*… gomen for that bitich's reference…
*ahem* so..whaddya think? I would really like some feedback….plz?….pretty ple… aw screw this I'm no good at begging..(well least not for this kinda stuff ^.~).. * brings lil' puppy Tsuzuki into the room*
Tsuzuki: Huh? *cute lil' question marks float around his cute lil'head*
Deux: *whispers something into his ear*
Tsuzuki: *GRIN* Pwease?! Pretty pwease!! Cake! Cake! Pwease?! Tsuzuki wants cake!! *points at himself*
Deux: *smacks her forehead* you weren't supposed to tell them about the cake…*sigh* *Hands Tsuzuki a piece of cake*
Tsuzuki: *YAY!!!* CAKE!!!
Deux: *sighs and pets Tsuzuki on the head* why'd you have to be so cute?! Oh well I guess its hopeless now….but please out of the kindness of your heart give me some feedback…*sigh*
1.2
1.3 Everything Is Wrong: Hisoka Kurosaki's P.O.V
*I scream
Cry out
In agony
But no one seems to hear me
I sit alone and wonder
What is going on?
Why is this happening?
Why do I feel so wrong?
*My days are fading
In and out
I want to shout aloud
Make it stop
Leave me alone
It doesn't want to listen
But I know that it is there
It makes its present known to me through this pain
No one understands it
No one believes it
But I know because I am condemned
To feel this pain which no one will ever understand
* "It's all in your mind," they tell me
As if I'm deaf
Over and over again
It's pounding in my head
Am I insane?
Why is it all I feel nowadays is this mocking pain
*I cannot explain so I pretend
Pretend that all is okay
Pretend that I'm willing to dream my life away
To live in this godforsaken world
With pleasure?
With ease?
This I cannot do
For I've lied enough
*My hands are cold
Freezing and numb
But my body burns
From my core
It surges on
Fuelled by my anger
No
Disappointment
In myself
My work
My "talent"…
*I'm lacking
I'm not my "usual self"
Everything has changed
Everything I love is losing its shine
Everything I hate is forcefully mine
Disfigured…
I stare
At everything I've become
Everything I am
Everything…
Everything…
Why won't it stop?!
Everything is crude
Dear god…
*With that I conclude,
Everything is and will forever remain wrong
***A/N…..see!…see!..math class is evil..and not hot Muraki (mmmm..Muraki..=^-^=) evil either but the yucky stupid annoying kind(ie:Relena) *shudders*… gomen for that bitich's reference…
*ahem* so..whaddya think? I would really like some feedback….plz?….pretty ple… aw screw this I'm no good at begging..(well least not for this kinda stuff ^.~).. * brings lil' puppy Tsuzuki into the room*
Tsuzuki: Huh? *cute lil' question marks float around his cute lil'head*
Deux: *whispers something into his ear*
Tsuzuki: *GRIN* Pwease?! Pretty pwease!! Cake! Cake! Pwease?! Tsuzuki wants cake!! *points at himself*
Deux: *smacks her forehead* you weren't supposed to tell them about the cake…*sigh* *Hands Tsuzuki a piece of cake*
Tsuzuki: *YAY!!!* CAKE!!!
Deux: *sighs and pets Tsuzuki on the head* why'd you have to be so cute?! Oh well I guess its hopeless now….but please out of the kindness of your heart give me some feedback…*sigh*