Hello, agian! This is kind of a poem- creative- writing- thingy (O.o I'm not too sure. Probably a poem, haha.) written from Falsetto's point of view about. Which is odd because I wasn't a huge fan of her. I took inspiration from the author Ellen Hopkins's books, which are brilliant. However, I had to make it look different and painfully generic to the original because of stupid Document Manager. In the end I just got a ruined idea, and really pissed. -.- I worked hours to originally space it, so in honor I am publishing it anyways. Anyhow, this is rated T for heart break, depression, and my language. Disclaimer: I wish, but I do not own Eternal Sonata and all it's people.
He is Blind
I- He is blind to the
have- attempt to shine in his mind's shadows
always- To the hurt
been- He is blind to the fact
right- that I hide when I see him and melt
here.- To the broken heart
begging- He is blind to the way
for- I act tough to hide my heart's real hurt
you- To the act
to- He is blind to the joy
see- That I feel when he is home after a long journey
my- To the bliss
longing,- He is blind to the drowning
languishing,- In my own sorrow when he kisses her
lamenting,- To the rejection
and- He is blind to the fate
everlasting- I will have in the shadows of his mind
love.- To my death
Well, that's the end! It's a bit different, and if anyone reads this I haven't the slightest idea if they will like it. :D Either way it's fun to share. Also if it is hard to understand I am sorry. Just message me or review if it bothers you that much, and I will try to explain. It isn't my fault. Although, I might just be dumb, and not know how to work it. :P
