Wow, it's about 1:45 in the morning. Hehe. I must be really special, actually no. But that's not the point. I'm just kinda sitting around 'til 4, that's when Inuyasha comes on. That's not the point either. This is something I wrote about 10:30 last night. Shows how much sleep I get on Saturday nights. Anyways, this time I was thinking about Sesshomaru when I wrote. Please review!
Fragments of sorrow lay scattered,
I desperately try and pick them up.
Piecing together an incomplete riddle,
Trying to make something from nothing,
Wanting to feel,
Wanting to trust.
Not that there is anything worth feeling,
Not that there is anything worth trusting.
Too many times has betrayal daunted the past,
And bitterness haunted my sleep,
For it to even mater anymore.
I don't know what it's like,
To be able to confide in another,
To even have a friend,
Or have a soft hand wipe away my tears,
To belong,
To have someone care.
I don't need to
Trust.
I don't want to
Feel.