Fate

D.M.G.- I said I'd probably not do any more poetry, but one of my favorite teachers lost her battle with cancer, so this is an extraordinary exception… this is once again needing explanation… Tis Yu-Gi-Oh…

Disclaimer- (Also not sure, but I'm not an attorney, so this is just in case…) Me No Owny Nothing! Dere, I sed it… (Incorrect grammar 101)

Is there a reason you test me?

Is there a reason I'm here?

Is this my destiny?

Is this even real?

Why must I keep fighting,

Beside the ones I've loved?

Is this my destiny?

Or am I wrong?

Is there a reason I've been chosen for this?

Or is it just that we're all human?

Is there something beyond what I see?

Or is there something deep within me?

Something strong, something deep,

What does it mean?

Strength may fill me,

But am I that strong?

Is there something I'm not seeing?

Why do I blame myself?

I suppose I'll never know…

I just wish for just one day…

That my life was in MY control…

But what would I do with that power,

What would I choose to do?

If I was truly "master of my fate"

What do you think I would do?

I would get rid of the pain they have suffered

I would fix my destiny…

What if I could?

What if I could…?

What if the Cards I held in my hand where real?

Then no one would be here…

What if I could control what I drew?

Then I'd still be with you…

My… Dark…

Explanation time: "Master of my fate," "Cards I held in my hand were real," and "My… Dark" are responses to my other poem "Inspiration" and this is from Mina's POV, as Inspiration was from Marin's… "Then I'd still be with you" means that she wishes that she could take back the separation she had Yami institute… "They" is a reference to all of her family and friends that have gotten hurt in the past… "is there a reason you test me?" is a reference to fate (and, presumably, the Gods) "testing" my character (fate is testing me by the by… not God… he's not the author of this confusion deep within my heart!) Once again, as I said before, this was inspired by one of my teachers, this is my way of grieving… I hope you enjoyed it… I may write a third… I may not… it depends, inspiration is too often fleeting.