Hiei and Botan: A quest through their memories

by Halikidito

Hiei and Botan are an odd pair. One was sweet, the other was bitter. Together they combined as a sour drink of lemon that soothed even the greatest of pains. Watch as their minds unfold through each poem that I reap.

7. Make me feel real

I cast out mercy, and embrace death

I filter emotion and respect those who deny it

I am numb, the avoidable calm that everyone seeks

and so longingly wishes to resist.

My souls are made of plastic, and my mind is stocked with dreams,

I am fake, and am undeserving of this world called realit

I feel real, I feel alive

To be where I want to, reality has to die

but only for a while

Only for a while

I am alone in this world, no one wishing to help me

I feel afraid, but my hearts trancends to a place where

only dead souls can be.

I come alive, in my fantasy, where only I can be,

only I can be

I feel real, oh I feel alive

to be where I wan't to, reality has got to die,

I wan't to make my fantasy be real,

but reality holds me back,

reality holds me back

cast out mercy

embrace the death of reality

cast out shame

filter all your hate

love everyone else,

but never love yourself

never love yourself

I feel real, I feel alive

To make that go away I have got to die

I know that I am dreaming now,

but it never hurts to think,

it never hurts to think

Make me feel, oh

Make me feel alive.