Looking
over the cliff
By
Kaisha
A little idea that literally hit me one morning while I was busy thinking of ways to kill a couple of someone's. Once again I would like to say that this is impulsive writing, so if there is any mistakes I apologize for it. Already… This is a bit emotional, but it ends up cute… E-mail me! I LOVE E-mail!!! Take the hint people! Can you please comment so I know if I should continue to write these depressingly psychotic stories? I'm so HIGH on COFFEEE! Whatever!
A Second
"In a second
Love can turn into hate,
Life will become death,
Our dreams can be destroyed,
But remember in one second,
We
can be saved." –Kaisha (3 13 23)
(A
little inspiration)
I ran with all my strength upon hearing she was
there. The dying embers of the sun attested the lateness of the hour and the
wild wind showed its breath. Still, I
ran. I ran faster than I ever have in my life. I ran to hide from my
demons. To hide from those memories
that threatened to thoroughly destroy me. I stopped right at the end of the
forest, just before the cliff. She was there. Standing at the edge of the cliff
looking out in to the world. As if she was trying to discover it's secrets.
"It's not worth it!" I wanted to
scream at her. There was nothing great out there. Don't make the same mistakes
I did. I left this wonderful, miraculous place for a glimpse of the world, to
compare my strengths with others and be the best, but instead I lost
everything. Everything.
You'd be surprised on how many beatings
your pride can receive, before you'd give up. I wanted to die. I tried so many
times, so many different ways. They all failed; such cruelty was resulted to
the gods. I challenged so many people. Winning … Till one beat me. This man
with the blood of so many men, women and children on his hands like my hands,
but somehow could forgive him self and go on living. He chose to protect the
innocent as well as the guilty. He chose to never kill again. It was puzzling.
He taught me so many things, but most of all, how to live each day with a
purpose.
I
spent many nights thinking, contemplating, wanting to go to you, but I
couldn't. I wasn't worthy, so don't go my dear sweet Misao. Don't go out there,
for you might become like me. A man who walks the earth with no heart, no soul
and no life…
I see you now standing there, your face upturned
to the sky as if you were praying. Praying for what? Are you praying that in
this journey you plan to take you will find the answers to your questions? I
tell you they are not out there, the answers are in your arms, in my arms, and in
those we love.
I tell you there is nothing out there for
you, or for me. It is only here in each other's arms. You turn around realizing
someone's behind you and as if you hear my bittersweet thoughts you run towards
me. I can see that you are crying, those bloodshed tears were cascading down
your face and I did the only thing I thought I could do to stop it. My hands
slowly held your face wiping the tears and I covered your lips with mine.
A smile spread through out your face and
together we walked back to be with everyone else. I am still as stiff and as
cold as I was before and your tempers still is the same. We may walk side by
side in the silence as we use to, but there is a difference. Your hand is in
mine.
And I can't wipe the damn smile off my face.
So how did you find it???? That's it. Do you think I should add? This obviously takes place after Aoshi meets Kenshin. Who saw the Shishio episodes? The battle of Aoshi and Kenshin is TOOO DIE FOR! Okay, I'm on too much coffee… ja ne! Shigematsu kaisha