AN: Hah. Lookie here. Two poem updates. Wow. It's been forever since I've done anything except read other people's works, and even then I'm behind in a lot of people's fics. I just got a bit of inspiration to write and decided to make a few poems. Of course, I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Everyone knows that. But yes, I'd like to dedicate this to all of my friends who've stuck with me this far even when it seemed like I was dead. You know who you are.:P

Heartless

I was once a plain human, age sixteen

My life was great- or so it seemed

I began to feel an emptiness inside

It wouldn't go away, no matter what I tried

Suddenly one night, a creature appeared

It was like a black shadow- worse than I feared

I tried to escape but it leaped in attack

It clawed at my chest but I fought back

It evaded my moves- it was strong, I could tell

It swiped again, pain seared, and I fell

There was no use fighting against this beast

It pulled out my heart and there it did feast

But then he came along and saved the day

By swinging the blade, the creature went away

I was slowly dying- my minutes were few

But he said that my life still wasn't through

He patched up my wounds and helped me to heal

I still hardly believed that this was real

He said that I was lucky to survive the fight

But in my mind I knew that he wasn't right

The emptiness inside now felt complete

Once I realized it, I got to my feet

I said he couldn't help me anymore

Because it was my heart he couldn't restore

Though alive in flesh, my heart was dead

Different thoughts ran through my head

Thoughts of death, thoughts to kill

Hearts of men, I'd have my fill

A silent roaming with one goal

To ease the pain down in my soul

I'd consume the darkness inside of all

I'd rise higher as men would fall

My lust for the deep could not subside

Nor from the growing evil could I hide

It covered my body, like blankets of cold

And the darkness inside began to unfold

I wasn't a human, I was a Heartless, you see

That was why no one would be able to help me

But there was only one thing that he could do

Kill me to end the suffering I was going through

Kill me, I said to him, a spiky-haired kid

He got out his Keyblade and with tears in his eyes…he did.