Disclaimer- don't own Inuyasha
This is a poem I wrote when I considered what it would be like to be trapped by someone I had loved. It could be considered Inuyasha's last thoughts, as his eyes closed for his long sleep. If it had been night time. Maybe the arrow took a while to work. In any case, this is my poem, but Inuyasha belongs to someone else.
Last Thoughts
The stars twinkle from afar,
silently laughing at my fate.
The moon sits in velvety dark,
an uncaring, noiseless stone.
The black itself is unfeeling,
sucking in my soul.
My skin harbors a hollow husk,
where once was flesh and bone.
Glazed eyes peer from my living corpse,
I'm all alone in here, all alone.