One thing to say, what the hell possessed me to write this at 1:00 AM and then post it?

Oh and I do not own beyblade in any way.


I've been cut,

so I've bleed.

I've been hit,

so I've bruised.

I've been marked,

so I'll never forget this hell.

.

I've bleed,

so I've paled.

I've bruised,

so I've darkened.

I'll never forget this hell,

if I leave here alive.

.

I can't bleed,

if I've already bleed to pure snow-white.

I can't bruise,

if there's nothing left of me to hit.

I can't forget,

if I still breath.

.

I must bleed,

just once more.

so I can never bleed,

never bruise,

never remember,

ever again.

.

I close my eyes,

just one last time,

before I leave,

to a never-ending sleep.

And I never remember,

this.


How was my Kai dying story/poem thing, please review… and sorry for the random dots they represent a new paragraph because my computer was being stuipid...again.