Yesterday I realized that you have a mark
A crucifix on your neck
Like it was burned by the Sun.
I saw another on your back
Like you had carried a cross for a long time
Or you have been tied on one.
The piece of metal on your chest now is cold, it is shiny
And it's a reminder
Of what you left behind.
The wings still grow in your back
But you take them off
Feather by feather.
And the most ironic thing
Is that you wanted to fly.
They crumbles on the floor and your shoes stains the carpet
You are dirty of all the sins you did
Your cross is not going to save you anymore and you know it
So keep walking
One day the rain will stop and the mud will dry
You will be clean again
And finally you'll learn how to fly
Hey guys ! It's my very first poetry inspired by Death Note, so I'm not really sure if it's good ^^; Mello is one of my favorite characters so I really wanted to do something based on him and the way he changed thought the history. The narrator of the poetry can be whoever you want, Matt, Near or even a OC. REVIEWS PLEASE ! ~