Disclaimer: This is my own poem, the title does not belong to me nor the
person who signed this poem, being Kagome. I hope you enjoy this angst
poem.
The Day She Met Death
The black night sky
Its brilliant shine shown in the stars
I looked at it, remembering
Knowing that it will never be erase, the scars
It's so clear
Everything that happen
Though days, weeks, and years had past
The reason why I'm sadden
It was Christmas Eve
I was only nine years old
Sleeping by the fire
But my body was cold
I had woke
Raising my hand toward my eyes
Feeling hot water flow within
My nightmare where he dies
I ran to his study
To make sure it wasn't true
He was there, reading
I didn't know that today his life was due
Smiling now, I asked
"Daddy what you reading"
He looked at me laughing
This was not what I was dreading
"Come sit at Daddy's lap, sweetie"
I nodded and ran toward him
He picked me up and said
"I'm reading about a girl name Kim"
I gave him a toothy grin as he continued
"How she was very brave
With her mommy
How during everything she wouldn't cave"
"Do you understand why?"
He laughs as I shook my head
Taking something inside the drawer
Making sure that he'll be dead
"Sweetie, do you know what this is"
Nodding yes, I answered him
"It's a gun, daddy
It's fun, I played it with Tim"
"I got really wet
Daddy are we going to play
Because that would be really fun
I'll go first, kay!"
"Why don't you let daddy go first"
I gave a pout
"No I wanna hit you
You'll get wet no doubt!"
He was laughing again
"I have to go now sweetie"
"Will you be back for Christmas" I asked
"No sweetie, but you'll be getting a kittie!"
"Won't you like that
You always wanted one"
"NO!" I cried
"I want you to be there, talking is done!"
"Yes it is
Sweetie, I love you
But I have to go now
I'm sorry, forgive me, please do"
In a matter of seconds
His gun was pointed at his head
Pulling the trigger, "BAM!"
He was dead
"Oh daddy that was loud
I want to try
Could I play next? Please!"
Suddenly I began to cry
"Daddy why am I crying
Daddy your bleeding
Daddy wake up, please wake up
Daddy stop kidding!"
"Daddy make this stop
This is no fun
Daddy please
Aren't you done?"
My hands reach toward his head
I screamed, I cried
Feeling the thick red fluid
I whimpered when my eyes were dried
"Daddy please wake up
Don't leave me
I can't be Kim, I can't
I understand now, see?"
But he wouldn't wake up
No matter what I said
So I stayed there all night
Hugging him, knowing that he was dead
My mother found me there
Covered with blood, sleeping with the dead
She was shocked at first
But she took me in her hands, and said
"Darling, let's go
Crying won't solve your problem none
But I'll be strong for you and I
His life is done"
So every Christmas Eve
I go at daddy's grave
The only time I would cry
Trying everyday to be brave
-by Kagome Higurashi
A/N: Thank for reading this, you are too kind. Plz review!!!!!!! Well,
Sayonara!!!!!!!
person who signed this poem, being Kagome. I hope you enjoy this angst
poem.
The Day She Met Death
The black night sky
Its brilliant shine shown in the stars
I looked at it, remembering
Knowing that it will never be erase, the scars
It's so clear
Everything that happen
Though days, weeks, and years had past
The reason why I'm sadden
It was Christmas Eve
I was only nine years old
Sleeping by the fire
But my body was cold
I had woke
Raising my hand toward my eyes
Feeling hot water flow within
My nightmare where he dies
I ran to his study
To make sure it wasn't true
He was there, reading
I didn't know that today his life was due
Smiling now, I asked
"Daddy what you reading"
He looked at me laughing
This was not what I was dreading
"Come sit at Daddy's lap, sweetie"
I nodded and ran toward him
He picked me up and said
"I'm reading about a girl name Kim"
I gave him a toothy grin as he continued
"How she was very brave
With her mommy
How during everything she wouldn't cave"
"Do you understand why?"
He laughs as I shook my head
Taking something inside the drawer
Making sure that he'll be dead
"Sweetie, do you know what this is"
Nodding yes, I answered him
"It's a gun, daddy
It's fun, I played it with Tim"
"I got really wet
Daddy are we going to play
Because that would be really fun
I'll go first, kay!"
"Why don't you let daddy go first"
I gave a pout
"No I wanna hit you
You'll get wet no doubt!"
He was laughing again
"I have to go now sweetie"
"Will you be back for Christmas" I asked
"No sweetie, but you'll be getting a kittie!"
"Won't you like that
You always wanted one"
"NO!" I cried
"I want you to be there, talking is done!"
"Yes it is
Sweetie, I love you
But I have to go now
I'm sorry, forgive me, please do"
In a matter of seconds
His gun was pointed at his head
Pulling the trigger, "BAM!"
He was dead
"Oh daddy that was loud
I want to try
Could I play next? Please!"
Suddenly I began to cry
"Daddy why am I crying
Daddy your bleeding
Daddy wake up, please wake up
Daddy stop kidding!"
"Daddy make this stop
This is no fun
Daddy please
Aren't you done?"
My hands reach toward his head
I screamed, I cried
Feeling the thick red fluid
I whimpered when my eyes were dried
"Daddy please wake up
Don't leave me
I can't be Kim, I can't
I understand now, see?"
But he wouldn't wake up
No matter what I said
So I stayed there all night
Hugging him, knowing that he was dead
My mother found me there
Covered with blood, sleeping with the dead
She was shocked at first
But she took me in her hands, and said
"Darling, let's go
Crying won't solve your problem none
But I'll be strong for you and I
His life is done"
So every Christmas Eve
I go at daddy's grave
The only time I would cry
Trying everyday to be brave
-by Kagome Higurashi
A/N: Thank for reading this, you are too kind. Plz review!!!!!!! Well,
Sayonara!!!!!!!