ELP: Okay, crappy title as it seems now, but keep reading. I do not own Digimon. I do own the words in italics, though. It's my poem. DON'T STEAL IT!
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I'm freaking out, can't take this no more,
Godamnit, something's gonna hit the floor,
Blood, violence, murder, Gore,
Let me open my mind to thee and shut thy door.
I sighed, staring out over the battlefield, observing the damage, the blood, the pain. Someone cried out, slamming back against the rocks. MaloMyotismon was there, but I had not been paying any attention. All I had been paying attention too was the dripping of blood from my arm. It dripped slowly, making an almost silent splash in the battle, but that's all I could hear. I was the only one bleeding. I was the only one with rage bubbling to the breaking point, surging with power, blaring with anger.
No, can't take it no more, too much pain,
Always wanted fame,
To much of a brain,
Man, I'm gonna beat you down with a damned crane.
Screaming. Someone is screaming. Someone is feeding my rage, letting the dripping magnify to a pounding. That's not the dripping, it's my heart............ Why is it so loud? I shouldn't be able to hear it........ Too loud, to much, to hurtful, I'm too angry. Losing my mind, losing control.........
Pain, suffering, too loud to take,
This darkness is what I make,
Coming down in the form of a dark flake,
Damnit, I'm about to break!
More screaming. My name, something is calling my name. Who is it? I don't care. Who wants me? I don't care. What's that red behind my eyes? Anger. Fear. Pain. Rage. Light. Dark. Redness. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Can't stop thinking about you,
Can't shake the blues,
Can't believe I was such a fool,
Killing you might just be a duel.
Screaming. I'm floating! I can't believe it............ What's going on? What's happening to them? Screw it, I'm angry!!!! I've kept this all in too long! Can't take it no more, ENOUGH!!!!!!!
Blinding red light,
Cursed Dark from this fight,
Dyed to match the color of my plight,
Time to finally take flight..................
Beep.
Stressed out.
Beep.
Wha?
Beep.
Huh?
Beep.
What's that?
Beep.
Can't tell......
Beep.
Getting louder.
BEEP!!!!!!!!
Hey, sounds like my alarm!
I smashed the alarm with my fist, waking up from another flip out. Man, this is starting to bug me. Everyday, wake up to the same wall, to the same ceiling, to the same faces, to the same burnt toast. To think maybe my brother might learn how to cook...... Oh well, let's start the day again. I got dressed pretty fast. Don't got a wide wardrobe, that's for sure. Well, at least the toast wasn't black this time....... Meh, don't really mind. Just another day in my little home. Uh-Oh. Almost time to go. I'll......... Just take this apple to go. I said goodbye to my family, and took off as fast as I could, ready for another day. Well, that's what I thought..................
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ELP: And that's just what I could think of. Thank you all, sorry for any waits. I'm really busy, School is consuming my life.