Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't been updating but honestly, I haven't found the time and everything's messed up lately… (Sighs) Life is way too harsh. Well, for me anyway! This poem is about life not mattering. Read on!
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh, but I do own a life. Not that it matters…
Seconds pass and minutes fly by and hours end quicker than the blink of an eye
Days are finishing, weeks and months are turning into years and people die
Every three minutes someone dies; imagine the deaths as years turn to a decade
And decades become centuries even sooner than I can give up my ruthless façade
Broken skeletons turn to dust as from centuries emerges millenniums of years
I am the surveyor of these many time eras and now with you I shall share my fears
Watching the world grow in my resting place inside the cursed Millennium Ring
I have seen my thieveries and robberies slowly fade and turn to absolutely nothing
My legendary name is gradually being forgotten and no longer unanimously feared
Remaining in the caves are the empty places of the things I had previously stole
But my chaos is abandoned; no one fears me for I am now merely a trapped soul
I guess no one thinks it is possible for me to come back from my presumed death
For how can a lonely spirit come back from the Shadow Realm and take a breath?
Bleakness makes my head feel weak; my thoughts rush around unheeded and confused
Why am I so easily lost to Egypt? I don't know why my once terrorizing name is abused
Even if I come back to murder them all and force upon this nation a cruel genocide
Eventually that will be a myth once more millennia pass; once more my threat has died
If only life was less predictable; but it isn't: You're born, you live and then you die again
All existence is, is a single entity who over nearly a century feels happiness and pain
Before they grow old, weak, and feeble and death consumes their faintly beating heart
Or some die young, shot, drugged, drowned, killed or accidentally and their lives come apart
I was evil, but some say it would not matter if I changed my ways now and ended my strife
But plain to my eye is the fact I can see: The only thing that doesn't matter at all is life!
That is kind of how I was feeling today I guess, or last night. It's amazing how much inspiration you get when you're lying on your bed contemplating the mysteries of life, the past, present and future! Well, thanks to:
Stormrose Dewleaf –Yep, I am now at quizilla! I've made six quizzes so far, two of which are story quizzes. Moriko is a wolf demon? 0.0 Okay…backing away now…wait, Inuyasha is a wolf demon so why am I scared? Wait no, Inu is a dog demon, not wolf. So…run away! Thanks for reviewing!
Calmhorizon –Yep, I am on my way to 300, but at the current rate I will get there very slowly! Oh well, as long as I get there. But I am more likely to get three hundred for SRKC first… Thanks for reviewing!
ttSerenity –I may or I may not write the poem; but it seems like a humorous idea and I suck at humor! I am glad you liked the poem! Thanks for reviewing, from your other fellow Jesse hater!
Love Sami.