I won.
I lost.
I don't know.
Did I make the right choice?
Was it right to leave?
To stay and face Death?
I failed.
I succeded.
I made my choice.
How will the others feel?
Do they still believe in me?
Did they understand what I did,
Why I did it,
And what I meant to do?
Was I honest enough?
Did I make them feel like my life was vauge?
Was I vauge?
What will the others say?
To tell lies,
To spread rumors,
To make copies like X.
Will I be loved,
Or hated?
Why did I do it?
Why?
Why?
Was it right?
Will I be needed again?
To save others,
from others,
who are in pain,
Surrounded by anger,
Jelousy,
Sorrow,
Grief?
Why did I fight?
To help.
To keep the innocent, innocent.
To live.
Did I do well,
Doing what I did?
Yes,
I helped,
Dying only to help.
I've been saved,
By those who hurt.
But what's the point?
I was killed.
But was it murder,
Or suicide?
I made a choice.
But he happened.
But I helped.
I did well,
I suppose.
I helped,
And was helped.
I won because I had friends.
I didn't know it,
But that's also why I lost.
To win,
To lose.
It's the same.
It brings sorrow.
Why do we have to lose,
To realize what's in front of us?
The goodness in everything?
The happiness,
The pain,
The grief,
The joy,
The love,
The life,
Hidden in everything?
Why does Death give us realization to Life?
Is that why there's both?
To let us live?
If so,
Than I have to say something.
It's for everyone.
Everyone in war,
Pain,
Loss,
Grief,
Love,
Anger,
And sorrow.
Thank You.
Author's Note:
I cried writing this!
I just felt that whatever happened to Zero after Ragnarok is based off of this. But no matter what this is based off of, it's true! Really, you can't feel anything unless you're faced with something strong, such as loss. I've never experienced it, but some of my friends have. One even went into depression. I really am sorry to anyone who has experienced anything like that. I really never want to, but we all know we will at some point.
I got the idea from the song 'My Song' from Angel Beats!, and I don't claim anything.