Fading Away
Summary: A short poem on what could happen to Danny in the near or far future.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DANNY PHANTOM. BUTCH HARTMAN DOES...LUCKY SON OF GUN D:
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We don't live forever now do we? We wish we could but it's not possible.
Us humans live for a long time though so it's good for now.
I mean we've supposely surviced for all these years so what's changing that nowadays? For me though, it's different.
It's a feeling. Not a strong one but one that sticks on me like ice on a cup or light on the sun.
A feeling that I may fade away. A feeling that I may disappear without a trace of me left.
It's because being half ghost means that I'm part dead and part alive.
Half of my soul and body is gone with the dust, never coming back to me again.
Every since my accident with my parents' invention, I gained powers of wonderous grace.
I wonder though, are my powers a gift from my good deeds or a curse from my evil sins?
That question never escapes my mind but I try not to think too much about it.
But...does faith want me to go away or stay and protect those I love?
Am I really to...disappear? Is that what I'm destined for?
I have too many things I want to do before I die, too many things to finish in my life.
But if it has to happen, I will try to stay as long as I can before...
fading away...
A short poem that came to my mind after awhile of thinking. I've seen some people I'm one too :3 say that since halfas are half dead, their life is shortened somewhat. It could happen and I really hope it doesn't but like I say sometimes, anything is possible. Hopefully it won't happen EVER. -Pats Danny- Well remember, please read and review this if you can and check out my other story or stories. Later peeps!
-Psychotic Yamada