A poem from the eyes of
Black War Greymon. No, I don't own him or any other of the
Digimon characters, but it'd be cool if I did.
"Reeb, clean the bathroom!"
"Terra destroyer!"
"...what bathroom?"
On the other hand...
Emptiness
by Rb
A small flower
reaching up
to the sky
with
pink perfect petals.
If there is any happiness
in the world
this flower owns it
If there is any beauty
in the world
this flower is it.
I hate it.
Flower.
You are alive
And I am not.
You have a purpose
And I do not.
You are real
And I...
And I...
I have the purpose I make for myself!
I am free!
Why am I shackled?
What is my purpose?
What is my destiny?
What is my fate...?
What am I doing?
I must fight
for myself
for my own purpose
for no one else will.
A little boy
someone I could crush
with one claw
standing tall
and bravely
to block me
foolish child
he will die.
but he is like me
but he is unlike me
he fights for his purpose
but he knows what it is
doesn't he?
I hate him.
He has a heart
but what is a heart?
Is it an emptiness?
All I feel is empty
Like a drain, a funnel
Emotions are not for me
I will be free of that.
I am free of that.
I have always been
always been free
of that...
What defines a heart
a soul
something
I think
does not exist
cannot exist
I do not exist
I am trapped
I am created
for a purpose
but I want to be
myself
but I have no heart
so I am not.
I want to have
a dream
for myself
but first
I want to know
what a
'dream'
is.
I need to find
my worthy adversary
so I can fight him
for my purpose
maybe I'll defeat him
maybe he'll defeat me
and my destiny
will end.
Good.
But I will not be destroyed
by anyone but the strongest
everyone else is pathetic.
I need strength
I will show the world
my strength.
Those children
they have virtues
which mean nothing
the only true
virtue is strength
and I prove it.
I see their hatred
in their faces
of me
they hate me
because
I am evil.
What is evil?
What is life?
Am I evil?
I don't know the
meaning of the
word.
Child, littleboy,
like a small flower
you explain it to me.
Explain to me
what the purpose of
evil is
and
how
I
exist
if
I
am
evil.
Foolish child.
There is no evil
except in your judging eyes
maybe you are evil
because you were able
to choose yourself
and I never was.
Am I evil
for being created
without a choice
from the pain
of the world
that cries out
without respite?
The things that
no one wanted
that others repelled
I am the darkness
of the world.
I am proud of it...
or I would be
if I could feel
anything but
emptiness.