Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.

-The gloom of life-

Black, dark sky. Clouds. Rain. Cold wet clothes. Raindrops making me shiver. Falling down.

And down.

                  And down.

                                    And down.

                                                      And down.

Wet and heavy. Wet and heavy clothes sticking on my cold skin. Making me shiver, making me feel pain. Old pain. Old scars. Memories of forgotten things. Of long lost dreams. And I ask you why? Look up to the sky. Raindrops falling down. Making me shiver, making me cry. Rain and tears running down my cheek, making me shiver making me try. I notice the river of lies flowing down. Down my cheek, down my live. I wonder how cold live can get. Wonder how cold my tears would get. Wonder, wonder, wonder and cry. Look up to the sky. See the black, black clouds and try. To cry my live away. But the lies stay and my tears are cold. Cold, cold, cold as the rain. Cold, cold, cold as my pain. Cold, cold, cold as my memories.

Once I asked why. The answer was a lie. That's the reason I cry. The reason I try. To cry it all away so nothing would stay. Nothing would stay….

And I look up the sky and wonder why.

The rain is running down my cheek each drop is just relieve jet nothing but pain is staying. Nobody paying. Even I keep on lying. Even I keep on trying. Even I…

Don't ask why.

I would shatter. Would brake. Fake a smile but inside I would keep on crying. Keep on trying to find an excuse. I know I wont find it. I know I wont.

And here I stay and pray for you to understand.

Will you ever? Will it end?

And I feel the wind playing with my hair. I feel the wind playing with my live. Like you did. Without even noticing it.

I hear whispers.

I hear you.

Even if I know it's true.

That you wont speak to me.

That you left me.

All alone.

I see people passing by.

All alone, all unknown.

Every single breath I take, every single way I went, every single ray sun sends, I will think of you.

And when the time is passing by, you should know I am asking why, constantly asking why,

you

        never

                  said

                            goodbye.

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Hm…I have no idea what I was writing. Well anyway I will think of a story when you review! Please tell me about whom I should write! I need seriously and drastic help! And at least…8? Reviews?! Is that ok?! Well…I hope it is….

Kiina /6.10.03