There were times when you made me believe,
That i was nothing more than just a sidekick.
But even your words stuck like honey on me.
i was as quiet as i could be,
As i allowed myself to be.
Yet, you caught onto my actions,
And wheeled me in.
But when you left i,
and the team.
my heart began to cry,
a bloody symphony.
my mind began to wonder.
was i good enough for you?
did i make you want to save lives?
rather than end them.
evil runs in our veins.
but somehow they left yours.
i guess you was finally let out of the dark.
and was able to see the sun.
your old,evils hands has left you and is replaced with pale and innocent ones.
as i look at mine, i notice how dark and bloody they really are.
so tell me, when someone rewrote your story, was your chapters a crumbling mess?
Like mine?
or held with grace with nice cursive,
i notice the scars you left on me, and now that i think about it.
all of my words won't matter because they will never reach you.
you were saved, unlike me.
Inspired by: Ryunosuke Akutagawa: Bungo stray dogs
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Simply, anime poems
PoesíaPoems are meant to be shared, freed from your heart. Anime is meant to make you happy, sad, and loved. The same with poems, so I've decided to combine them. I will do request so don't be shy. Pictures and anime characters are not mine, credit to th...
