A/N: Okay, okay. Maybe I'm not as dead as my bio says I am. But I wrote this awhile ago, so I figured maybe I should give you people one more little present before I die for good. It's terrible, but I really don't care. I'm dedicating this one to Kasai to Kasumi, since the poem's about her favorite little brother ever.
Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me. It belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. And...Kohaku isn't mine either, obviously, since he is a part of the series...and I'm just gonna shut up now.
This burden I bear is too much to handle
It tears me up inside
My hands are stained with the blood of others
And everything is out of my control
My mind is not my own
My actions are not my will
I call out, but no voice escapes me
The words I want said won't be heard
I am sad, but no tears will fall
I've been wiped of all emotion
I'm now just an empty shell
A/N: There you go. This is REALLY the last thing you'll see from me for awhile. Maybe I'll resurrect myself and post something else soon, but don't count on it. Now, make me slightly happier and review, will ya?
-Miroku's Priestess