Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach
Without a Word
Without a word
You run off
Ignoring the empty calls to come back.
I just stare.
It's bothering to know how much
You really do not confide in me.
I was a stubborn and blind fool
Unable to notice how I've been mocked
When I've tried so hard
Just to be able to protect you.
I will not yell or shout
Because we all know
I'm now a useless tool
Rusty and unable to control.
I have been thrown to the curb.
Is that really what I deserve?
Sometimes I think no.
Sometimes I think yes.
Because compared to how many I've slaughtered
There were always one or two that deserved
One more chance.
And I killed them in cold blood
A rage so red I couldn't see.
They had turned afraid of me.