Wounds
New free-verse up! This is the first installment in a five-part poem story I wrote back during school. I warn you, it is quite angsty, but don't let that dissuade you. There's a cyber-cookie waiting for you!
I am wounded.
Can't you see the scars?
They're right here, on my heart.
You put them there yourself.
Oh, I know you never intended to,
But what effect did you expect?
Every time I told you I cared
You would knock me down
And chase after him.
Do you know how much it hurts?
To see your smiles,
And hear your laughs,
Knowing that they were reserved
For another?
To know that your heart belonged to him
And cares nothing for me.
But, what hurts more than that
Is to know that he cares nothing for you.
You chase him
Like I chase you,
Constantly rejected but unrelenting,
Ignored and knocked down,
But still persevering.
But, how long can I go on?
A heart is a beautiful thing.
When it is broken it can be repaired,
Healed.
But, like all beautiful things,
Once it is broken and fixed
It can't be as pretty
As it was before.
As it is with a heart.
When a heart is broken
It retains the scars.
It cannot love as much.
It isn't noticeable
The first few times.
But when a heart is broken
A thousand times, such as mine,
It is no longer a beautiful work of art.
It has become ugly,
Unable to love.
As mine is now.
You have knocked me down so many times
That now, my heart isn't broken.
It is shattered.
You have broken it too many times.
My weakened heart can no longer sustain me.
I have given up.
I cannot continue getting up
After you knock me down.
I am sorry.
Wow, super-angst. In case you didn't figure it out, this is Naruto mind-talking to Sakura, who is still completely hung up on Sasuke. The day this chapter was written goes down in history as my most depressed day. Buuuut, don't let me get you down! Please be one of the few who R+R, I beseech you! You'll get a cyber-pizza! (Or was it a cookie?...)