Diary of Sylveon Bunny Ōkami
I wish today was my last day on earth like it was for everyone else
I have nothing to live for now, everything around me is dead
I kinda think it's funny that the world died and,
I'm still here floating in the cold air of space.
so cold that even my fire magic can't warm me
this cold space is rather beautiful though
watching the stars and asteroids from what was left floating
from the planet, I once called home
it was a mesmerizing sight.
seeing this though couldn't help but remind me
of how alone I am thanks to my immortality
or at least that's what it feels like
not many understand this pain, of being like this
I had a childhood that I hated and wanted to escape
I tried to end it more times than I could count
I tried everything I could possibly think of, but
I was still alive, wounded by alive, drugged but alive, traumatized
but still alive.
tortured forced to live a life I didn't want to live
but as time went on things changed
I made friends, friends who helped me escape
partners who helped me grow and learn to love life
they helped the earth become my home and,
now think about it and looking back at this home
I miss it.
I miss it so much
I miss how it smelled, how it looked
I miss how the wind felt against my wings as I flew through the sky
but most of all I miss the people I loved
my siblings, my partners, I had to watch all of them die
went to all of their funerals, was the last one still sitting there at every funeral.
I want them back, I want all of them back
I wanna hangout with mephlies again and spend time with Lucky,
I wanna visit Sylvia and Dean maybe even crash at their place,
I wanna get drunk with kazuto again and then end up at Rose's cause
he started a stupid bar fight that somehow included me again, most of all.
I want to be with my partners Scourge, Leon, Zane, and Pearl
I can't tell you how much I cried and begged, begged to be dead with them
even the new partners that I just started a new life with Kyle and Stanly
I wish I could have died with them too, just now when my world exploded.
I don't even know what I'm doing
I'm so bored floating here, why am I even here?
Whoever made me and left me here to float like this is sick
and whoever they are, I hate you!.
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The "wonderful" life of an immortal
PoetryA series of poems written by an immortal who just lost his whole world, and everyone he cares about in the blink of an eye.