My feelings are gone
My past is blank
I can no longer see the dawn
My whole world has shrank
Who I am
I no longer know
Hatred burned into my skin
What's left is an empty shell from within
Enslaved, I was left alone,
No one was ever there to hear my mourns
Run for now
But soon you'll see
The rage released inside of me
This poem is about specific character from an RPG medieval game. Here are some hints:
Magisters, mages and templars, elves
;) I think its obvious now. And whoever gives me a right answer, I will write them a one-shot (from either the games of final fantasy, kingdom hearts and other things I know of –wink- and yes I am stalling for my other fanfic, sorry TT_TT)
