A misguided blow
A frantic child
Threats of death
Confusion and emptiness
Blame not the blow
Nor the child who dealt it
Blame the unmovable heart
Which understands nothing
No feelings of regret
No feelings of worry
Just simple emptiness
A void so deep and dark
A child dealt a misguided blow
A blow so fatal that things ended badly
The child feels nothing
The heart feels nothing
"Where are they?"
The empty child asks
"Anger and Want, these I know"
The child says with void eyes
"Joy, Sadness, Fear, Worry"
"These Are Things I Not Know nor Feel"
The child admits this looking to the sky
Hands all red from blood shed over the years
Blame not the Blow Dealt by the Child
Blame not the Child Who Dealt the Blow
Blame the Heart which feels Nothing At All
Blame the Creator of a Child so Empty
The Child now suffers from the Void
The Void of Sorrow from Emptiness
Pain is minuscule, Hesitation is great
Nightmares are Life, Life is Death
Child fears not Death, But what lay Beyond
Death comes to All, But even this Child?
A Child who is Human, but not at all
A Child who could kill, but does not desire
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How do you placate a child who dealt a fatal blow and now comes to realize that he feels nothing of it?
Huh? Well?
The child knows he's done something wrong, but depression is all he feels because the necessary emotions have long since left his heart and thus his heart is a simple organ pumping blood.
BUT!
This can only go so long and the child wants to apologize but the words and feeling needed have all since deserted him...
AND THEN!
They say it's not his fault but it is his fault his fault HIS FAULT and now he wants to cry but the sorrow be so great it smothers everything and the void simply grows.
-Silence-
The years pass and the child puts thine past behind and tries to enjoy the fun of life, but it is all so fake because a function such as joy and happiness forever escape him until it has slowly driven him inside.
Again!
In a frantic struggle of friendly play, the child, no more a child I say, he runs as he is chased and does his best to not be caught.
A CRASH!
In a FLASH!
A possibly fatal blow has been dealt and the no-child wants to say the words meant in such a situation but the heart of his is void full of falseness and other inhuman things that make you he is demon after all.
UNTIL!
The heart grows old the soul lives on and the almost-adult tells himself what he has been avoiding all those years. The words so long buried within make him cringe but he says them anyway. Once they are said a dam breaks open and all the missing little but large-role emotions return. And the burden be so great that the almost-adult truly stops being human now that he has everything that makes one. All for the sake of the truth the truth which he spoke and was the key to everything.
What did he say?
What Did He Say?
What Oh What
WHAT DID HE SAY?
What did he say?