Notes: ..I seriously don't know why I wrote this. ^^; Just..an introspective poem-piece about Tsukasa. Oh well. ^_^ Enjoy! Hope it's not too weird..
Amethyst eyes see only fantasy...
Sleeping, distant
Reality is nothing but a dream.
Hated, feared
A hand which rises to strike...
Warming, comforting
Rendered grasses and digital skies.
This is a shelter,
This is my defense-
My escape from a world gone mad.
Kindness, caring
Those who would be friends reach out...
Oblivious, selfish
Hands are struck away...
Dreaming, wandering
Seeking a place without pain...
Lost, despairing
Pained memories rise unbidden...
This is my reality,
This is life's cruelty-
I won't return to a world gone mad.
Lonely, untrusting
People help only to gain...
Worrying, fearing
Friend and foe look too much alike.
Shattered, broken
This false reality is only a trap...
Pained, alone
Is there no way out?
This is my fear,
This is my despair,
All my worlds have gone mad.
