A/N: I usually don't approve of free verse, but when I thought of doing a poem about Izumi, this is what happened.
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they took my son away from me
to bury him somewhere
I won't let him go
..
spending hours
in the library
searching for what will bring him back
..
I draw the circle on the ground
put all I need inside
drip my blood in and touch the floor
..
something's gone wrong
and I'm sitting in a
blank white room
..
the doors open and
they drag me in
my brain's going to explode!
..
everything pours in
and I see what I need
but the doors shut against me
..
let me back in
I've seen what I need
the truth speaks to me
..
you can't go in again
for the toll you paid
I see my organs splinter away
..
I'm lying on the ground
my hand reaching out for his
but I can't quite reach
..
the pain kicks in and
I see the blood washing the floor
the gaping hole in my torso
..
someone's screaming
I realize it's my own voice
tears pouring down my face
..
The doctor says I'm lucky to be
alive but it's so hard
to breathe
..
I know that my
heart's still there
because I feel it breaking