- I, He, We-
I stared out the window, I saw with, with my own eyes.
The death of mother, the death of my saviour.
I saw the look in his eyes.
The look of hunger, the look of anger, rage, unhappiness.
I cried the tears, the tears of sadness.
My eyes became red with sadness.
I fled from the house....the house.
The house of evil, the place I once loved.
Now its just the house of death....of evil.
I ran far away, I ran into him.
He had red eyes like me.
But his sadness wasn't , wasn't of one person.
It was of many people.
I cried, he cried, we cried silent tears.
I said Why, Why must life be sad?
He said sad takes over and turns
I asked turns into, into what?
It turns into hate or love, which do you chose?
The choice, the choice, my choice isn't one but both.
I wanted to love the boy and hate my family.
He wanted both, he wanted both like me.
He and I, He and I became we.
We became happy.....
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