i dont not own naruto. this is set after/during Itachi's death. A poem about Sasuke's finally message to his brother


Roses are red

Your blood is too

As it drips to the ground under you.

It drips from the wounds,

and your smile as it blooms.

My hands the dark crimson

that stains us all.

I watch silently,

as you slowly fall.

Violets are blue.

My tears are too

as they fall and mix

with the blood of you.

My vision a haze,

as we look up.

Both in a daze.

Slowly forgetting the world that I knew,

as our memorys fade with you.

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

Why did you chose your death,

to be mine too?