Guilt

Shadow Knight

Disclaimer: No, I never owned it.

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Thank you to all who have continued to read my poems and offered advice, suggestions or just good ol' plain enthusiasm and charisma. I really appreciate it all and hope that my poems will continue to progress. Especially after this long stagnant period. ^_^

Thanx again. Now to the poem. This is for Bobby Drake a.k.a Iceman

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Dancing shadows on the wall

Ivory smiles in the night

Sing me a lullaby of darkness

Shut my eyes to the morning light

I don't want to see anymore

Please, numb me to the pain

Swallowed by the suffering

I fear I'm slowly going insane

Images of the past

Painted on my eyes

Flash in my mind

Betrayed by all the lies

Blinded by cold fury

Lost in a sea of hate

Rust colored fingers

Dripping blood from hell's gates

They're stained, my fingers

Tainted dark with sin

These hands of mine are dirty

From killing my own kin

I have forgotten them

Scorned them from my past

Killing them slowly away

Making the suffering utterly last

They used to care

They even loved me

Then I began to change

And was able to truly see

Icy darkness grew inside

Pulling away the blindness

Showing me the truth

Behind their false kindness

They hated me

Hated me for seeing

Despised me for knowing

Abhorred me for simply. . . being

I ran away and never looked back

The pain burned inside

My heart stopped caring that day

For I knew my soul had died

Now I'm lost in the shadows

My heart starting to wilt

For burdened with my sins

I'm beginning to feel the guilt.

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Okay, I DEFENITELY know this wasn't my best of pieces, but I've been trying to get this darn poem up for weeks, but nothing was happening. Ah well. I hope you enjoyed this little piece of crap. I'm admit that I didn't work my full potential on it, but I did try.

AnYwAyS. . . . . -_-

This was basically where Bobby had forced himself to forget and burn out the memories of his family that he had once loved. He did this because the pain of them hating him for simply being a mutant was too much. He wanted to numb the pain (ah. . . a pun. .) and forced all feelings away. But after all this time, after all the people he's hurt by pushing them away, he' s beginning to break the shell and feel the guilt slip in. So basically, now he's feeling it. Plus he's slowly going insane. . . :P

Well, I'm done with that. I'm sorry I couldn't make this an Amara/Bobby poem. I tried at first, but it didn't work well as I tried to piece it together. Sorry again.

So, if you could be so kind as to review. . . . ^_^

Ciao. ^_~

P.S. Kitty or Sabertooth is out next. I'm leaning more toward a Kitty poem though. I guess I'll just have to see though, no?