A/N: Time to wake up early tomorrow for the flight. Yay in Las Vegas doing homework and studying at night. Wrote this in half an hour maybe? Poetry was never my forte, actually writing in general haha. This was supposed to be this cool slam poetry-like poem. I need to stop writing these shorts and concentrate on school, but it's hard to.
Guest: Guest, baby, I'm sorry there was no Madara in the previous chapter and this one (sort of depending whose pov it is). I only have a couple of ideas with shorts focusing on him. If you have ideas of what you might want to read, I might do them in the near future :)
Pairing: None
Summary: Someone reflects on the series of events leading up to now.
Warning/tags: poem
Lying down on the floor
I'm thinking about you, thinking about the past
We were so innocent, young children with big dreams
It wasn't easy and it was a long journey
But now we're here after trekking this far
After the battles we've had, all the time we wasted against each other
Now we're at a standstill
If I'd taken a closer look at you and stared into your eyes
Then I could've
I should've realized it
But I was blind with rage, simmering inside
Betrayal and despair
One loss piling on top of another
Like a heap of something unneeded
I'm sick of it
Pretty words pass your lips
Before I believed in them because you were so bright
But soon I discovered it held no weight
When I asked you, you had no answer
You were like me
Fighting was how we bared the truth
Respect and pride brimming to the edge
A flowing river obstructed our path
I can't turn back and I can't go forward
It burned and I didn't know what to do about it
Lying down on the floor
I'm thinking about myself, thinking about the present
We're grown up, experience showing as scars
It was hard and it was long journey
I can look into your eyes now, stare at you
And I could've known
I should've realized it
You were the answer and you were the truth
You are my dream and you are my future
Maybe it's time for me
To take your hand