Reality's Reflection

by induviduality-has-a-name-me

It's a contemporary style poem that uses some basic elements of poetry as well as unconventional form with visual meaning. The title was chosen for the imagery I was evoking. Just something of a personal expression that I felt was counter to how Hiei sees the world. Instead of whining he chooses strength, and with that I suggest two readings to get the real meanings buried within.

This page was once blank and as I write it helps to grow.
Once there was a time where I was just a foolish child,
Even as a child there were always the belts.
The more I tried the more I failed.
They waltzed and I jammed.
Slowly they changed me.
I was too wild to be free.
Always something
Soon I grew mild.
Duties piled
I grew weak
weaker
meek
tame
doll
toy
me
i.
you
boy
sword
fierce
bravery
stronger
new strength
burdens castoff
your intensity grew
Then nothing changed
Your station was improved
Through people you grew better
The music of others turned deafening
You always were making improvements
your childhood dizzying with bloodied liberty
Knowing nothing of being a child, mistakes end lives
You are someone I know I will never get the chance to know.