Title: You're Gonna Carry That Weight
Pairing: N/A
Summary: I did nothing but worsen this poetic war.
Disclaimer: Keiko Nobumoto owns Cowboy Bebop, I wish I did.
I find myself undeniably curious; is the reason I throw away all the best things in life my undeterable determination to self-destruct. I feel unable to comprehend those around me, or how I found myself in here in 2071. It has been years since I persued a single dream. I feel too concerned with fearing tomorrow; I cannot let what may come. I have built up a rampant rage, even though I have ultimately been trying to recover; my innocence is lost, things I can't forget, things that flood back to me. I am too furious with myself; my anger and depression builds daily. I am unable to see a light. Those blinding mismatched eyes, lost in them forever. Red Dragon.
I know where my heart lies, but I am desperate to escape it. I have unwillingly let things crumble in my hands, my life falling apart, more brutal than I have ever been. I am disgusted by my fugative actions, crippled by the fact that I can drive those around me to pure unadultarated loathing. I dream of Red Dragons, and Bebop.
My future is as uncertain as my past; dark and desolate. I have struck the final blow.
I did nothing but worsen this poetic war.