My Diva
Saya POV
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Blood Plus.
I cannot see you
Kneeling here before you
Wishing it would end
I am tired
I feel your warm hand grip my shirt
Your still melodic voice echoes through my head
Tasting the blood from my internal wounds
Memories pour into my mind
I hear the sound of a blade slicing into flesh
Smell the blood dripping from your palm
Feel sweet relief sweep through my veins
Knowledge of the end looms to the forefront of my mind
Joy consumes me
My heart beats faster in anticipation
Will you kill me?
End this horror-filled existence?
Ease my suffering?
Oh Diva
My Diva
Will you sing for me when I am gone?
This was just kind of a little poem on Saya's thoughts when she met Diva. Read and review if you want to.