A/N: Hey everyone! This is just something I wrote at quarter to one last night when I should've been asleep! I thought I'd post it up alongside 'My Son', which I'll upload a new chapter for later on today. Yeah, basically, I couldn't sleep and so challenged myself to write a poem about a DBZ character so I picked Vegeta and this is what came out. I actually quite like it! Talk later! -x-
Breathless and Sighing
My past is haunted in nightmarish shades,
Bathed in reds and blacks and whites and greys.
Hell I've lived and Hell I've survived,
A world full of murder, of thieves and lies.
My eyes blink black, teeth ground like a vice,
My rotting heart wrapped in layers of ice.
Beating cold blood through to my core,
A mere resistance to my witness of gore.
My Saiyan pride kept me, all those years, from dying,
But this sudden change leaves me breathless and sighing.
For, you've painted my future in bright pastel shades,
Drenched in greens and blues and yellow sun rays.
Heaven I'm living and Heaven I enjoy,
If not for you and that lavender-haired boy.
My eyes blink blue, in that Legendary way,
Layers of ice quickly melting, a new heart here to stay.
Hot blood laced with energy races through my veins,
A mere response to my harsh battle pains.
Yet, my Saiyan pride rebelled so once more I reclaimed,
That fearsome, brutal title that earned me my name.
A Majin symbol scrawled thick across my head,
My eyes rimmed in black, new heart quickly dead.
But, try as I may, I could not rid myself of late,
Of my lavender-haired son and blue-eyed life mate.
And so, as I tear myself apart, I'm quiet – breathless and sighing,
Because it's for you, Bulma and Trunks, that now I am dying.