POV: Ishida, addressing his father
Pairing: None
Author's Note: None. Feedback would be much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Numbers
"Casualties of war," you call them
And I can not hide shock
At your voice, dispassionate and cold
Discounting them both
Discarding them to the side
As one would cut away putrid flesh
It's hard to believe
That you ever loved either of them
Or held them dear to your heart
I thought I was used to this
Thinking that nothing you said
Could surprise me anymore
That nothing could leave me speechless
As I am now
If I die as they did
Will this be the only way
You refer to me?
Will you, detached and wintry
As you are today
Refer to me as a figure on a sheet
Dehumanizing, obliterating
Something used to objectify me
And make me less real in your own mind
"Casualties of war".
They are not numbers
On a piece of paper
They were people
With faces you can not deny
This may mean nothing to you
But,
It means everything to me
