Complete Misery
Is the only thing I have
I sigh in confusion
As wind gently runs through my hair.
I'm completely lost
With no one to guide me
I feel worthless
So I let everyone know I exists.
How?
I kill.
I... Kill.
I walk along a semi busy street
Arms crossed, a frown on my lips
I look straight ahead
Not caring where the street leads
As long as it doesn't lead 'home'.
Home? What home?!
Thinking of nothing at all
I turn suddenly
As if pulled by some unknown force
Like Kankuro's puppet strings.
Then I feel as if in a daze
My arms hang slack at my sides
I stumble forward
Only to be pushed harshly back
By a strong wind
Just like the winds caused by Temari's Fan.
What.The.Hell?
I don't understand.
Then, coming out of my daze
I realize I'm no longer in my village.
I'm.I'm.I...am.
Where am I?
Completely annoyed
I turn around, to find
Nothing.
Nothing?
Just.blue sky, yellow sand
I look forward. The Same.
Where.did I go?
Something grips me from behind.
A clawed grasp.
Choking me.
I feel pain
What is it d-
Is it trying to Kill me?
But, it's just the demon
That has taken my life
For it's own use
A puppet
Blown in the wind
Useless except for housing
Of the demon
Which started
At birth.
Is the only thing I have
I sigh in confusion
As wind gently runs through my hair.
I'm completely lost
With no one to guide me
I feel worthless
So I let everyone know I exists.
How?
I kill.
I... Kill.
I walk along a semi busy street
Arms crossed, a frown on my lips
I look straight ahead
Not caring where the street leads
As long as it doesn't lead 'home'.
Home? What home?!
Thinking of nothing at all
I turn suddenly
As if pulled by some unknown force
Like Kankuro's puppet strings.
Then I feel as if in a daze
My arms hang slack at my sides
I stumble forward
Only to be pushed harshly back
By a strong wind
Just like the winds caused by Temari's Fan.
What.The.Hell?
I don't understand.
Then, coming out of my daze
I realize I'm no longer in my village.
I'm.I'm.I...am.
Where am I?
Completely annoyed
I turn around, to find
Nothing.
Nothing?
Just.blue sky, yellow sand
I look forward. The Same.
Where.did I go?
Something grips me from behind.
A clawed grasp.
Choking me.
I feel pain
What is it d-
Is it trying to Kill me?
But, it's just the demon
That has taken my life
For it's own use
A puppet
Blown in the wind
Useless except for housing
Of the demon
Which started
At birth.
