Running
Summer, 16th year of the Meiji Era
By Meii-chan
It is wet;
It is dripping.
It never ceases chasing,
This invisible rain.
No matter how fast I run,
I am always drenched.
It isn't my fault…
I had to save myself,
But now even that sounds selfish.
Faces worn by shriveled trees,
Dead branches waving, searching,
A pleasant breeze becomes the voice of a banshee.
They were parents, children,
Friends, rivals.
I was strong enough to kill them,
But not enough to run away?
Even in the real rain,
The red never washes out.
Like a piece of glass,
A small crack mars the entire pane,
Eternity isn't time enough to heal.
If there was something I can do,
To ease this shame and guilt,
I would.
Even if I join them in death…
But that would accomplish nothing.
It would not bring them back.
Not a single one.
So, I guess I'll have to live on,
To carry these sins in my heart.
Because now I know killing them was my decision.
They are lifeless;
They are haunting.
They creep and claw at the mind,
These drops of invisible rain.
No matter how deep I hide,
They are coming.
To be continued…
Author's notes: Soujiro has gone off the deep end. I'm afraid he has lost his mind. (And what kind of author am I, to drive him to the zenith of insanity? Please don't kill me…) I hope this is poem is pretty self-explanatory, Soujiro is feeling really guilty about the previous chapter, but he does understand that it's something he has to deal with. (Which is another duplication of Kenshin's answer, except Soujiro keeps on running (maybe he just can't deal with it now? Who knows?))
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