Angels don't Cry
Whoopee 5th chapter up! I really like this fanfic, and I wrote it! I like the reviews I get from everyone too . Just about everyone who reviews my poems say that they never thought about the person in that way before. They encourage me to do other poems too which I am VERY glad for. Well not everyone, but 2 people, one from this poem and another from my other poem. And here is the chapter, from the one I have been waiting for …Satoshi's POV! Wonder what he has to say about his angel…no really, I do wonder.
Chapter 5: Black Core
That filthy angel,
He can barely be called so,
Such cold-hearted,
An Ice Angel,
No, that does not fit,
An Ice Demon,
That is what he is,
Feelings frozen, unable to react,
Heart feeling no love,
Nothing more than a source of life,
Even then he seems barely alive,
Does he even care?
His looks betray himself,
For anyone who does not know him,
Looks mean nothing,
Nothing about the person,
They are simply windows,
Windows for you to look through,
Asking if you can see the real them,
But these words,
They mean nothing to Krad,
His frozen heart cares no more,
Only space for one thing left,
Hatred, and the hunt fuelled by hatred,
But perhaps he is hiding something,
Sometimes, I sense sadness,
Deep sadness hugging one more thing,
Regret,
Regret, the feeling no-one wants to have,
The feeling caved inside that angel,
Locked in and unable to get out,
Regret for what, I wonder?
Surely one like so has nothing?
For you can't regret what has not happened,
But what HAS happened,
I want to know,
If he had no regret,
What would it be like?
Would I be subject to more pain than I am in?
Or would he be kinder?
Still, the sadness is small,
Forever compressed with hatred,
Hatred which refuses to give in,
To give in to what is right,
I want to tell him,
"Let go of that hatred,
"Let go and you may be free,"
But somehow I know,
He will not respond nor react,
I know,
He will not hear me,
Cannot hear me,
I know,
That the hate is not quite real,
What have my ancestors done with him?
But I may never know,
We hate each other,
I have good reason,
Why he hates me I don't know,
Perhaps it is not me as an individual,
Maybe it is what I am, not who I am,
I am a Hikari,
Like it or not,
And I am sure,
More or less,
That Hikari's have their own place in his heart,
Deep down,
Right in the middle,
Roots set down,
As the core of the hatred.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I don't like this chapter as much as the others. I can't find anything good to write from Satoshi's POV! Waaahh! I like writing from Krad's POV and from no-one's POV. Much easier. I think I'll do one or two more chapters then end it.
I'm getting a habit of calling the chapter based on the last few lines too! Still, they're suitable, and no-one seems to mind. If they did, they would have told me by now ;-)
Doing poems are good, because they are short and easy, and you can get real deep and make sense at the same time!
Please R&R!