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.

6. Tobi

AN: This was written on a different night than the previously read poems in this story.

I APOLOGIZE FOR MY WRITERS BLOCK ON MY MAIN FIC! I AM TOTALLY WORKING ON A PROLOGUE FOR THIS THING IM WRITING WITH ONE OF MY FRIENDS!

10:15 PM

He hides behind his mask,

and once revealed,

he simply hides behind another.

Playing the part of the puppet master,

pulling the strings of the puppet master.

hiding in the shadows,

made darker by the intensity of someone else's dawn.

Concealing his true face with another true face.

Playing a complicated game,

a game of death and resurrection,

a game of killing and appeasement.

Be careful,

be careful not to ignore the wishes of the dead.