Another (extremely) small, old poem of mine. This one is about Sasuke and how he felt when he found his family and ran from his brother.
Pieces
Holding on to one last thread
as life is thrown into chaos
Watching as reality is torn to pieces
Your heart breaking so fast
you lose all the pieces in a void
No longer able to reach out
You seclude yourself in one
desperate thought
"I will kill my brother
If it is the last thing I do!"