This poem is inspired by Chu-Chan's story, Their Boss. Permission to post this story has been obtained from the author.
This is a bunch of haikus put together to make a poem. In case anyone doesn't know, a haiku is made of three lines and with the syllable count Five Seven Five in that order.
Hmm.. well consider this a b-day gift.. Belated happy birthday to xX Chu-Chan Xx and her story!
Their Boss belongs to xX Chu-Chan Xx!
I had been betrayed,
By my friends and family.
I tried to go back.
I took away lives.
Blood painted on my body,
And now, they fear me.
They didn't accept,
It was all my fault, they said.
I'm very much hurt.
I had gotten shot,
About to kill, my friends called.
Aren't I reckless?
I wished to go back
To a time my friends would not
Fear me or hate me.
Guess what, I got it;
My stupid wish of going
Back to a blank past.
I pushed them away.
I kept on remembering
The hurtful future.
They then got kidnapped,
And they got poisoned. While I,
Went to deal with him.
I saved them blindly,
Once again coated scarlet,
Began to fear me.
They hate me don't they?
Over and over again,
I am abandoned.
I had hurt my friends
Over and over when they
Did nothing to me.
I'm in a coma
They came to save me but I,
Don't accept them now.
A black flame is here
Bringing me to meet its hold,
Giving me false thoughts.
They're trying to find
A way to mend the broken
Friendship we now have.
They left without me,
And future guardians I met.
Once again, I'm hurt.
I'm a broken doll,
Guilt is shattering my heart,
Death is freedom's key...
...It's time for me to die,
to crumble,
to disappear,
to be free of these burdens...
...Once and for all.