A/N- I know it's not that good, but I'm having writer's block the whole way 'round. I'm trying not to do another poem or oneshot before I get another chapter of I'll Be Your Hero up, but I have *major* WB for that. Okay, back to the poem(: Sequel to Rain. Let me know what you think(:
Screams.
They fill the l o n e l y s h e d . . .
They try to fill thevoidin his heart.
But they can't.
Nothing will ever be able to f i l l the hole she left in him.
SONNYSONNYSONNY
(let go of the past)
But he can't.
He'll never be able to forget . . .
[[I LOVE YOU]]
Regret.
I S – T H I S – W H A T – I T – F E E L S – L I K E ?
[[I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU]]
I S – T H I S – W H A T – I T – H U R T S – L I K E ?
[[BUT I NEVER TOLD YOU]]
He curses himself.
*STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID*
why didn't you tell her when you had the chance?
He could have saved her.
you could have saved yourself
He could have been her hero,
you could have been her love
But no, he was t o o l a t e .
and now she'll never know
All because he wasn't fast enough.
He wasn't determined enough.
HE – WASN'T – GOOD – ENOUGH.
She deserves someone who can take c a r e of her.
[[BUT I COULD HAVE TAKEN CARE OF YOU]]
Someone who can s a v e her.
[[BUT I COULD HAVE SAVED YOU]]
She deserves better than y o u .
[[NO!]]
He won't listen to the voices. . .
He just may believe them.
&& he won't listen to the cries. . .
He just may answer them.
Only to realize. . .
I T ' S N O T H E R .
It will never be her.
N E V E R .
He had his c h a n c e ,
He had his fight.
A battle lost- so what?
it was her battle
A battle he'll never get back.
(so remember her)
(remember her s m i l e)
(remember her laugh)
(remember all the things you l-o-v-e-d about her)
(all the things you still love)
He cries out in pain.
Because they say a broken heart hurts the worst.
maybe for once they were right
But then what's a shattered heart?
A symbol of death.
(So r e a c h in your pocket. . .)
(&& pick up the knife.)
(&& forget about your sorrows.)
(&& remember her.)
(&& let the world go B L A C K . . .)
Drip, drip, drip. . .
His blood mixes with hers. . .
His body falls where hers is laying. . .
And his lonely, broken, shattered heart
S t o p s .
And all he's thinking about is her.