A/N: I'm back, after a very long break. (Sorry about that, heh) This is a poem about Sango's grieving one night. I don't think I did a very good job at packing all of her emotions in, but that's up to you to decide. Thank you so much for reading and please review.
I've lost everything
(Everything)
Am I really that useless? Why did it have to be me?!
(Am I being punished for something I can't see?!)
My family...their all dead
Why did they have to leave me...?
Dead as in souless, dead as in not here
And as I cry, my tears sting my face
I shouldn't be here...they should be here in my place
How did they do anything wrong?
Then my sorrow turns to anger, and my lip trembles with rage
I hate everything
(Everything)
I'll kill them...I'll kill them all!
That might bring them back!
Suddenly I'm satisfied with my change of tact
I hate them, I'll kill them, I'll make them suffer like my kin
It will be that day when I win
Then I'll take my own life, because I want nothing more
To do with this world's pains that rise and fall like the tide on a shore
I should leave them, I should go out on my own
It's not fair to them, I repeat, as I start walking away
My shoulders are trembling...am I afraid?
I don't know everything
(Everything)
A voice inside questions if what I'm doing is wrong
I look into the river beside me, my reflection staring back
Have I become what I've hated, is my soul really that black?
I collaspe on the ground, crying and moaning
What am I? What am doing?
I'm some sort of monster, I've become one of them
No longer am I Sango, I'm one of Naraku's men!
Oh God, I'm so lost...
Is this...is this the final cost?
I don't want everything
(Everything)
I bring the blade up to my throat, hoping it's quick
A disgusting person like me doesn't deserve InuYasha's click
Then I'm stopped, the blade knocked out of my hand
I gasp and turn to see who it was
And I feel so ashamed under the gaze of this man
Miroku steps closer, I can only hear him because it's night
But I feel his arms wrap around me, holding me tight
Telling me to hush, and how everything will be alright
I bury my face into his chest, crying until my throat is sore
He rocks me, welcoming my sudden emotions like an open door
The monk feels so warm, and envelops me until I'm all his
Then I fall alseep to his whispering, thinking only one thought
I have everything
(Everything)