disclainer: i don't own beyblde! this is fanfiction!!! meaning people like us who don't have a life share our stories. it's called fanfiction for a reson ppeople!!!.
that felt good.
There was a boy
This boy, like none other
Was hurt and broken
He sits and wonders,
What he did to deserve what he received
Tears well up in his eyes as his mind wanders
Of the events that had passed
and those to come
A tear falls and hit's the ground
A sob escape's those lips
His form shaking as the sobs
More violently than the last
Footsteps echo and the sobs stops
Mostly to fear
Fear of the man who is heartless
And evil and cold
Footsteps pass but the boy
No longer cries
Instead he will fight
He will fight until he dies
If he escape's he will be free
But he always will be a prisoner in his mind
The scenes of punishment will live forever
Burned into his memories
And his soul
Why must he endure the punishment
That was caused by someone he thought cared
But he learned that no one cared now
So he will only care for himself
In fear of getting hurt
But he is only hurting himself more
But when he realizes
It will be far too late
The boy will be lost numb to all the world and himself.
a/n i wrote this when i was feeling a bit down. so don't flame me for it making you, feel bad.