AUTHOR'S NOTE: I thank Vegeta's Angel for pointing out that I wasn't quite
clear on who Xenia is. **Xenia is a character in my fic Lost, and I
originally based it on her.** It was a little later on that I thought it
could also be based on Vegeta. I hope this clears up any confusion about
this poem.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBallZ or any of its characters!
Cruelties of the Past
It pours over my hands….
Its crimson color staining
me with the innocent lives
that I so eagerly killed.
The joy….the satisfaction..
is a heavy burden
that makes me feel wretched and cold….
Their screams and cries….
Their pain….
This used to delight me so
But now I have just
unrelieving guilt and pain…..
That strikes me everytime I close my eyes
and see their faces
as they had writhed in agony before me….
Their tears spilling over my hands,
as some begged for their lives to be spared.
But I had taken everything away.
Without consideration to anyone,
leaving me now as a cold shell…..
a murderer……
With a pale grim expression
that stares blankly at me every day,
making me wonder..…
WHO am I?
WHAT am I?
And oh, Dende…..WHAT HAVE I DONE??
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Another poem reflecting on either my character Xenia or Vegeta, take your pick…
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBallZ or any of its characters!
Cruelties of the Past
It pours over my hands….
Its crimson color staining
me with the innocent lives
that I so eagerly killed.
The joy….the satisfaction..
is a heavy burden
that makes me feel wretched and cold….
Their screams and cries….
Their pain….
This used to delight me so
But now I have just
unrelieving guilt and pain…..
That strikes me everytime I close my eyes
and see their faces
as they had writhed in agony before me….
Their tears spilling over my hands,
as some begged for their lives to be spared.
But I had taken everything away.
Without consideration to anyone,
leaving me now as a cold shell…..
a murderer……
With a pale grim expression
that stares blankly at me every day,
making me wonder..…
WHO am I?
WHAT am I?
And oh, Dende…..WHAT HAVE I DONE??
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Another poem reflecting on either my character Xenia or Vegeta, take your pick…
