Disclaimer: I don't own the Bleach characters.
Water
-LDH
The water moved slower then usual for most, but for me it is just perfect, just perfect for days like these. Days that you know the world should stop, days that you know the sun shouldn't shine, day that you should be curled up on crying your eyes out. Yet none of that seemed to be happening so I suppose the water will do.
The water is cool on my toes and helps wash away the bitterness that is seeping into my soul. I have so many questions, but all seem small and petty compared to the feeling burning inside me.
For years now I've coward in my stupidity along with the rest. Not knowing the truth, not grasping the lies, well, at least not until it was to late. Oh but he knew it. He knew it all along. Did he know it when he found me? Did he know it when we both entered this world of long robes and mouthy swords? Did he know this all along and not tell me such a thing?
I do not remember splashing water on my face, but it seems that water is pouring off my cheeks and chin as if to agree with my emotions. I feel so weak. I dab the water away with my sleeve, but it just keeps coming. He made me weak. He did this to me. I want to hate him for it, I want to curse his name for it, but all those thoughts just make more water run down my face. Why can't I hate him? Is it not the right thing to do, to hate the man that destroyed all the hope you once held so dearly?
My robes are wet and knees submerged, it is numbing almost, the water that is. Now my thighs stand test against the waters soft current. Pebbles skid and slid at the pressure of my feet, appearing to escape the mass confusion my body is emitting and in the process creating their own. Is that what he wanted to do, confuse us? Confuse me?
It's not fair, but what is one to do? If I had it my way I would end it the way he found me. Lying on the ground, starving, confused, alone, and dieing. Would he enjoy that, knowing that as he came and went I lived and died? Warmth fills my throat and something escapes my mouth that might sound to others close by as a laugh. To me it sounded as mourning bells might, tolling in the wake of death and despair.
The waters pace seems to quicken as I wade deeper soon submerged to my waist. It is comforting in a way, knowing that as I stand here my emotions, feelings, and questions are being washed away with the fallen leaves. I will no longer cry for myself or the others, but blessed be this day, I will cry till eternity for him.
bubble, bubble, bubble
Yah I know it's like been for eternity blah tell me about it. I've been starring at two unfinished stories for who knows how long and I don't think they will ever be done, so I typed this up to entertain a few. Sorry for any typos I wrote it in about 30min I think and then started at it for a couple of hours :P
Hope you all like it and hopefully I'll get those other two back up and runnin'
-LDH