Hello. So another FMA poem. I tried really hard to make this one really good! I hope it came out ok. It sounds right to me. But I would like to know what you think! Yes PLEASE REVIEW! I love to here the feedback and would like to know if anyone has acctually read any of my poems/stories. So here it is. Enjoy!
Ame - rain
Ame
Death no longer terrifies him.
He's seen too much,
So he doesn't get close.
He's young,
But he's seen war.
He doesn't let it get close.
But this time it's impossible.
He was close.
He knew this man,
Worked with this man.
When the man needed him,
The time he was needed the most,
He let the man down.
He remembers the silence.
It seemed to go on forever.
There was never supposed to be silence,
Not with this man.
He remembers the blood.
It never looked so red,
Like death.
He watches the man,
Meet the grave.
All he can do is stand there,
Listening to the man's daughter cry.
The man, the father, the friend.
He stands over the man.
Everyone is leaving.
He still can't believe it.
No,
He would not believe it.
But right now he's alone,
So he lets the rain fall.
"Looks like it's starting to rain."
"But...it's not raining."
"Yes it is. This is rain."