I feel so empty.
So lost and cold.
My bones are breaking,
I'm growing old.
I feel so foolish,
My mind just isn't quick,
Enough to hold my thoughts.
My breath is shallow, words are thick...
With pain.
Fading away,
Would be a blessing,
Dying today,
No one would be missing,
This once foolish man,
Where a soul did play.
I want to die.
I want to leave.
So tired of this,
Life I lead.
I feel cold,
And my heart aches,
More than I can bare.
My bones shake,
Just thinking,
Of another day out there.
Living when I wish to die.
Breathing when I wish to stop.
Speaking the truth when I wish to lie.
Fighting when I wish to surrender.
Why am I not dead?
Why do I fight the sorrow?
Why do I keep walking?
Why do I face tomorrow?
Because they can't do it alone.
So with this pain,
In my bones and heart,
I'll keep going.
Always with a start,
And no end,
I'll keep fighting,
Until my body bends...
Until, my mind fades,
My breath stills,
And several shades,
Of blue I do turn...
I'll keep on marching,
At their sides,
Until old wrinkles,
Show, and I can't hide....
Hide my pain away.
Take my hand courage,
Hold my quick faith,
Kiss my brow love,
And lead the way friendship.
I'll follow you...until my dying day.
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"Ready for this?"
Kuwabara was snapped out of his thoughts as he turned to look at his best friend. His face was set, looking grim, but eyes burning, ready to fight. There was a softness there that whispered to him, "What are you doing here?"
An older Kuwabara, well into his forties, grasped Yusuke's wrist.
While one had aged, the other remained forever young.
"Yes." In his eyes, they whispered back, "I'm here to fight, and stand at your side." But from the red, slowly graying, haired man out his lips these words passed...
"I'm here to fight with you, and stand at your side. Until this battle is won and my days are done. I'm here to stand with you," He smiled, just as he always had, "And that's all you need to know."
So lost and cold.
My bones are breaking,
I'm growing old.
I feel so foolish,
My mind just isn't quick,
Enough to hold my thoughts.
My breath is shallow, words are thick...
With pain.
Fading away,
Would be a blessing,
Dying today,
No one would be missing,
This once foolish man,
Where a soul did play.
I want to die.
I want to leave.
So tired of this,
Life I lead.
I feel cold,
And my heart aches,
More than I can bare.
My bones shake,
Just thinking,
Of another day out there.
Living when I wish to die.
Breathing when I wish to stop.
Speaking the truth when I wish to lie.
Fighting when I wish to surrender.
Why am I not dead?
Why do I fight the sorrow?
Why do I keep walking?
Why do I face tomorrow?
Because they can't do it alone.
So with this pain,
In my bones and heart,
I'll keep going.
Always with a start,
And no end,
I'll keep fighting,
Until my body bends...
Until, my mind fades,
My breath stills,
And several shades,
Of blue I do turn...
I'll keep on marching,
At their sides,
Until old wrinkles,
Show, and I can't hide....
Hide my pain away.
Take my hand courage,
Hold my quick faith,
Kiss my brow love,
And lead the way friendship.
I'll follow you...until my dying day.
========
"Ready for this?"
Kuwabara was snapped out of his thoughts as he turned to look at his best friend. His face was set, looking grim, but eyes burning, ready to fight. There was a softness there that whispered to him, "What are you doing here?"
An older Kuwabara, well into his forties, grasped Yusuke's wrist.
While one had aged, the other remained forever young.
"Yes." In his eyes, they whispered back, "I'm here to fight, and stand at your side." But from the red, slowly graying, haired man out his lips these words passed...
"I'm here to fight with you, and stand at your side. Until this battle is won and my days are done. I'm here to stand with you," He smiled, just as he always had, "And that's all you need to know."
