WARNING!! This was a poem written during a very emotional time, when I needed to express my feelings. I decided to share this poem with the world, but because of the circumstances at the time of writing, there are various areas that are very depressing, contain bad language, and may offend or distress some people. If you are one of these people, then I urge you not to read this poem.
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Gothic: I AM NOT DEPRESSED!! For all of you who may think I am. I just needed to write a bit, express a few feelings. I've altered the poem to be in either of Kai's sister's eyes, the choice is up to you. I'd love a few reviews back, but no flamers or reviews saying I'm depressed or need help. And I don't own Beyblade or Kai, But I do own his supposedly two sisters, Celina and Siseki.
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Empty
Looking out, - I see the snow.
They laugh around, what do they know?
The little specks of fallen ice.
Blood does fall, once, twice, thrice.
Crimson eyes, dead as the world.
What is there left? My soul unfurled.
But I do not need this world no more.
It hates me now, down to the core.
Depression spiralling out of control,
Tear by tear, each black as coal.
But I do not need this world no more.
And all I feel is Empty, - nothing more.
What is there left? My soul unfurled.
The dark wing curled up, take to and merle.
I cannot touch it, I cannot feel.
And however I try, I seem to reel.
Pain that shoots along one's spine.
Evil demons call,: "You are mine."
But I do not need this world no more.
And all I feel is Empty, - nothing more.
My head is lead, my body cement.
However I try, my life is for rent.
Like a caged heart, an innocent child.
Yet all I am is dead and wild.
But I do not need this world no more.
And all I feel is Empty, - nothing more.
So I am good, I am bad,
All they could say was "I am mad."
I told them all to shit their asses.
I can afford to skip school classes.
But I do not need this world no more.
And all I feel is Empty, - nothing more.
Do not be vain, cover up.
Go ahead, destroy evening sup.
Cover mirrors away. Shit your head.
Rip covers away. Say, "I am dead, I am dead."
But I do not need this world no more.
And all I feel is Empty, - nothing more.
Riddled with emotion, sux, you'll see.
Only I can unlock the key.
But I do not need this world no more.
And all I feel is Empty, - nothing more.
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Gothic: Surprisingly enough, I felt much better after I wrote this. Emotions do run deep. I suppose you could think of the poem in Kai's eyes, he's depressed as that, but I'm a happy non-depressed Goth. Review if you want.