Gaara Poem
Painted in crimson
The beautiful mess.
Matches my hair
And the scars on my chest.
My cascading blue eyes
Outlined with sleepless nights
Full of blood-lust, full of hate
Filled with sorrow, full of pain.
i am an angel, an angel of death
Crying forever, not shedding a tear
as my own neighbours trembled with fear.
all this anger inside, building within
causes these cracks allover my skin.
not knowing love not knowing pain
not knowing if it's me or if im insane
lying awake, wishing i slept.
or is this a nightmare that i have just dreamt
