Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach
A/N: This is a little poem that I've had for awhile just thought about putting it up! So enjoy!!
Death and Lillies
The smell of death lingers in the air.
Blood and gore coats my blade leaving it with a look of despair and unholliness.
Limbs and empty shells of bodies cloth the unmoving ground.
As their blood spills out of sickening gabs of flesh
I search the horizon for a sign a reason for these gruesome acts but none comes.
The sky changes to match the blood soaked ground filling
Me with another round of revulsion.
But here on this blood soak graveyard I thrive.
This was what I was born to be a murder a destroyer of men.
So I bare my fate and wear my emotionless mask
To shield me from the outside world to shield me
From the emotions that threaten to overcome my body.
And as I stand there the smell of death changes to a
Smell that appeals to me that seems to overcome my senses.
The smell of death changes to the smell of lilies
That seems to wrap their unmoving arms around me to
Shield me from years of torment of years of insanity.
Now the smell of death appeals to me and so now I
Can once again move onward to a more appealing
Site than a battle worn field reeked of bloodshed
To a valley of new grown lilies.
A/N: This was a short poem please review and tell me what you think!!