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
