Dawn Through the Eyes of an Insomniac

by xXYamgirlXx

A collection of poems written in the middle of the night, rated T for my dark tendencies. One for each Akatsuki member, when I get around to writin them.

4. Sasori

1:41 AM

The parents died,

leaving a child.

A child obsessed with the notion of control.

To control his own fate,

and to possibly feel that he could change theirs,

to immortalize himself and his loved ones.

to become the puppet master.

To pull the strings and protect your weak form,

To control your death and leave that weak form.

To become nearly invulnerable.

The child saw the sunrise,

only briefly catching his dream,

and attempting to immortalize it.

only to die a criminal.

The sunrise being shrouded by clouds.