Hey all. I know you all hate me and will probably never review any of my works again because you all think I've abandoned you. *sigh* I wish, I WISH I could find the time to write like I used to. I itch to, I swear I do, but with work, and work, and work, and SCHOOL, and basketball, and visiting sick friends…well, the time just hasn't been there. I will not stop though, I promise! See, look here! Inspiration at last, and time to type it out as well! If you can find it in your hearts to forgive me, please review!
Disclamer: I don't own him, or anything else that has to do with Escaflowne.
Created to kill
With absolute precision and skill.
Created to hate
With a thirst and need nothing can sate.
Created with care
From his hard, garnet eyes to his silky, colorless hair.
Created from purity
Created from light.
Created from innocence
And everything right.
Came a flawless monster
With alabaster skin.
Incapable of anything but cruelty,
No sense of wrong or conscious in the least.
His beauty, his perfection IS the Beast
Of his existence, for who could destroy
A beautiful, ruby eyed, pale-skinned boy?
Beneath his beauty, boils over his hate
For Gaea, for the Dragon, for YOU, for fate.
The fate of others, the fate of his own.
For he has no mother, and no true home.
He lives to fight, it never can end.
He'll never love, care, help, befriend
Another human being as long as he does exist.
Never be held, comforted, kissed.
It is not his design, any of these things.
And always, ALWAYS, in his blood rings
The need to kill, the need to win,
The need to slaughter, the need to sin.
Alone he'll exist in this world of turmoil
Until his body is returned to the soil.
He'll fight, he'll hate, he'll battle for years.
He'll win, he'll breathe, and conceal his tears.