Me: Okay, I haven't done any poetry for a while, so I thought I would :)
Aki:...Okay.
Logan: Who's it about?
Me: It's about Aki masking herself in Season 2. I know Rapis-Razuri did something like this in her 'Aurole' ficlet challenge, so I hope she doesn't mind me using the plot. If she does mind, then I will delete this.
Logan: Taking a step into the bad zone, are we?
Me: No! I was just inspired.
Aki: Bebe doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's.
I...have always been alone.
My whole life...
It's like I was the rose in a thorn bush-
A caged beauty.
Yet...that changed.
A single star torched away the thorns...
And allowed me to flourish.
Allowed me to be a rose, that people could admire.
However...
That doesn't stop the memories.
When people chop and slice me down for display...
It's like the dew on my petals- a mask.
When I was placed in that vase,
I was a display of beauty and love.
The prettiest flower in the bunch.
On the other hand, I was crying.
I could never spread my roots.
I could never feel the sun.
I would never produce seeds...
For I was cut from my life so cruelly.
The man who placed me in the thorns still haunts me,
To this very day.
His mask was being a divine soul,
Yet he was mean. Very mean.
But still important.
My mask is the dew- sparkles in the day,
But is dull and wet at night.
At least in the night, I can whimper.
At least in the darkness, I can be free.
Me: Well, that's it. I'm quite proud of this, actually.
Aki: You love comparing me to a rose, don't you?
Logan: Well, it is true.
Aki: I 'suppose so.
Me: Please review :)