Yami

When I look into his eyes
What do I see?
I see him trying to find answers about his past
Maybe I could help him figure out his past
Then I could help him what he was before he met us.

I don't know anything about him
I truly want to help him
I feel like I am the only one that can help.
How am I suppose to help a spirit?
A spirit who lived for 5,000 years.

I'll find out about him soon enough.
I hope.
Also his mind is like a maze.
A puzzle.
Could he figure it out?
I hope so.
I hope so.

Yami

YS: Well my writer's block is partially gone. This poem is about Anzu's feeling's when Yami and her went to the museum. Please read and review and also give me ideas who should I write next.

Cya
S.