So I Like this one a LOT better than the last one I Wrote. Like a Lot. Like a lot a lot. It's Crazy. I Still think it could use some work. But oh Well. Deal with it.
"I feel trapped.
I feel as if I am trapped in some sort of glass box
People can look in
And I can look out
But I'm still trapped
I'm trapped by my emotions
Something inside of me is allways compelling me to let them out
All the while fighting with the other thing that forces me to keep them in
I'm in the middle of a boxing match
Between the two forces
And I'm the one that ends up loosing
I'm the one that ends up trapped
Time after time
There have been moments when I break out of the box
Short lived bitersweet moments
That I have learned not to cherish too much
Because it just makes my box turn to steel
The walls enclose when I think about freedom
Because I know it to be true that it might never happen again
Sometimes I like it in my box
It's safe in there
No one can get to me while I'm too busy attacking myself
And I'm allways attacking myself
There's a constant soundtrack of belittling words
A parade of pink raised reminders of the physical attacks
A marquee of insults that I belive the outsiders are dishing out
People outside my box don't usualy notice that I'm inside
I try my best not to let them
Because when they do notice
They ask questions
And that makes my box start to fill with water
So I put on a good show for them
Make it seem allright
Because the sooner they pass by me
The less likley I am to drown"
Bakura Could not read any further. He closed the notebook and Set it down Exactly where he had found it, as to not let his light know he was snooping. He walked out of Ryou's room, Wiping away the tears that had welled up while reading this passage. The rest of the Evening went by as per Usual. They ate Dinner, Watched Desperate Housewives, and got into bed.
"Good night Bakura."
"Good night Ryou."
"I Love you."
"I Love you too, my darling"
Bakura made certain Ryou had Drifted Completley off before getting close to his lovers ear and whispering,
"I'll break you out, my Hikari. I promise..."
He spooned against Ryou, and Drifted off to Sleep Himself. His dreams sure to be haunted by what he found in that notebook.