(A/N) I have always loved A. Don't know why, since there are, like, two line about him in Another Note, I just do. He is very unappreciated. Here's a poem that I got a random bolt of inspiration for. It made my cry while writing. Hope you enjoy it. It has no real rhyme scene, more like free verse, but it's supposed to be read three lines at a time, for the sake of a sort of beat.
I work and I slave
I don't sleep, I can't eat
Chasing the mirage of perfection.
My mind works tireless
Long though the night
I unravel the problems of ages.
I am flawless, golden
Creature from high up above
And not of this world.
I am the hope
I am successor
I will never fail.
But my stomach rolls
The words start to swim
The Winged creature is tired.
I have done
What no one can dream
And yet my work proves to be futile.
My blood does not flow
My lungs do not flutter
And I am no longer human.
Help me, please!
I must break free
And escape this slaughter!
I scream and I cry
And I beg and I plead
Please notice my heart isn't beating!
Come, oh knife
Oh shiny cruel thing
Reveal my humanity, please!
I feel the sharp
I feel the pain
My mind is in complete turmoil!
My scream reaches no one
It is inside me
How can my mind be extinguished?!
How can this happen
This travesty thing?!
I thought I was no longer human!
My blood keeps on pulsing
I no longer can think
My mind, my self, is breaking.
My scream breaks free
In supreme imperfection
How can I care anymore?
My breath is now slowing
What will you say?
Now will you notice my heart…
… Isn't beating…?
(A/N) T-T
The world is so cruel. I hope you find peace, A. You are always in my heart, and I try my best to give you a voice.