Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note
Warnings/Notes: I happen to love Near/Nate, quiet characters always interest me.
White
Like the piercing light
That penetrates the dark
Like the background that is paper
Smeared…tarnished…by ink
White
A shade of nothingness
That forms a void within ones self
Like that of his eyes
Which are else dark
Like my own
White
Like a memory
Ripped out of your grasp
Erased from your mind
White
Which is considered pure
Although in reality
It is just as raw as it's opposite
White
A color used to fill in the gaps
A color I have grown to hate
A color that has infiltrated my mind
But not impaired my vision
For I still see in color
I am still able to weed out the clues
The indifference
Kira
Because I do not see the world as black and white
And people as good or evil
White has opened my eyes to the dark
Just because something is deemed pure by man
Doesn't mean that the assumption is true
How very ironic that you should be the one to prove that
A killer whose mind has been corrupted by darkness
By blackness
But whose name strangely enough
Turns out to be
Yagami Light