I saw it...I caused it..it's all my fault.
I knew you were weak, but I did it anyway.
I was the one that caged you away.
I was the one who denied you in the toughest time.
You desired a family, a love, a reason. You poured your feelings into me, and repaid you with betrayal. You were the first one to see me, to hear me, to acknowledge me, and I threw it back at your face. How can I live with the guilt of knowing I practically killed you? And now you're gone...I watched you in your last seconds, and I did nothing to help you. The disgustingly satisfied looks on their faces...they don't get the real you.
Now I know, now I feel, now I understand you.
You one said, "You can't kill fear, Jack."
And until you return, I will sing this Hymn For The Missing...
Just so you know, I do not write so little on a normal basis. However, I usually stay with a expository prompt. This is my first "fanfic". I have tried to write before, but it has come out to be...less that decent. I would love if anyone could give some feedback and critique. I, personally, think i have a...knack for editing, but I would appreciate another perspective.