A Moment To Shatter

Bitter, bitter tears. Had I never cried them, had I never spilt them.

I cringe in shame. You, of all people had to find me. Shadows gripping me, trying to conceal me, ripped away by red light, burning, burning me, the shadows, burning.

You stare. You don't believe. What should you believe anyway? Lies I told, lies I tell, lies I will tell, never minding the truth behind them. Lies are precious. Burn them, burn them, nobody should see them.

Tears of hopelessness, it's over, no chance. You've seen a face, a man, a life, you've taken it in and I can't steal it back.

Flee, flee from my king, and I run into the next trap. One to kill me, one to burn me.

Will you set me free one day? Will you keep me, will you let me have my will?

A body of ice, to keep a soul of pain, who is this? Give me a name, make me real. Am I Pain, am I here to see my life, being wasted like this? But whose life is it anyway? If it were mine, mine, truly mine, if I were me, would you like to name it?

You've descovered me, exposed me, ripped my smile from my face, will you not give it back? Crumpled, shame, I am shame, how could I hope to run from the world? There are people, too many people, all they do is want to know, want to see, but I don't want to give, let me be.

You've torn me, what made me think I could trust you? Set me on my kings throne, made me master of your heart. Now see my shame, my despair, who am I to walk the streets without my smile?

You've seen it all, the black, the lies. The shell I am, it's empty, Pandora didn't fill her box. Could she have done worse?

Burning me, finding me, stealing my tears, come back. Disgust, am I not disgusting? My name, my name, burn it, alongside with my heart. I should have never melted, should have stayed, should have cried, in the dark, alone, but you had to find me.

A newborn baby. It's lying there, in your palm, crush it or love it, will I become me?

I'm ripped, I'm bare, disgusting ice, burn me and make me a phoenix to rise from the ashes again.

Must I die to be born?

Okay, this is my take on Fai, Fay, Fye, whatever you call him, that wonderful character from the wonderful TRC.

It's a train of thought, just in case you were very confused. You, for all the poor ones who didn't manage to find their way through my sea of words, is Kurogane. Yep, I think of them as very destined for each other. And, pardon me if this drastic style appaled you, but I think that Fye needs a dastic movement to free him. In other words: A complete breakdown, just like this. g
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