Disclaimer: I do not own "BLEACH" nor do I make any monetary gain from this story.

This is my second writing effort for Fanfiction. I hope you all will like it! ;-D

"WHAT DWELS IN YOUR MIND, WANDERER"

Is this compassion that I'm feeling?

A silent pain that pierces my heart

Then rise up to cloud my mind?

A misty veil that hinders my sight

The colour of thick smokey grey

I listen to them in silence

Under the pale Hueco Mundo moon

Their plights and their cries

Their stories of mindless existence

I see them

Hollow and suffering

Dry tears that never reached the ground

Piercing pleas that never touched the heavens

Should I empathy with these odd beings?

And why I really should?

My existence is of greater places

Divine, if I may say so

But why do I have these pain that pierces my heart

Then rise up to cloud my mind?

This misty veil that hinders my sight

The colour of thick smokey grey