Disclaimer: I actually do not own this poem, one of my friends wrote it, but I got permission from her to use it. So, don't press charges! It's futile! I win, what now?! Alright, on with the poem. Thank you for your time!
Through these eyes of mine,
Dark skies with rolling binds that seem to have no end.
These eyes have seen peace,
These eyes have seen war,
But now these eyes see no more…
The light of the skies,
The darkness of night,
The stars glowing beams,
No tears,
No cries,
Just solemn and quiet dark…
A peace,
A quiet peace,
Asleep.
The path of sleep teeming and dreaming,
With thoughts,
Rivers of thoughts,
And then in a single second,
All of it came to a quiet end…
Here through my fears,
I see myself in the dark,
Calm and small,
Small compared to the world in which I am a part,
A world of dreams,
A dream world made by me,
A world with now hate,
A place,
A place to escape…
A/N: How was that? It was my first shot at poetry. Like said, my friend actually wrote this for me for a contest which I didn't win, but that's okay. I tweaked it just a little bit. I don't know why I thought this would be a great idea. I just read it and thought "Oh my God, it's Beelzemon as he gets shot down by the D-Reaper!". Well, hope you liked it!