http://clampfix.fanworks.net/poetry/subaru.txt </head><body><pre>...well, poems and responses. Eh heh. I am still working on After Dark, I've been kind of busy this semester, but the next chapter should be done in a week or so. I'm a really slow writer. Gomen ne... (I'm so surprised that there were actually people reading it. ^^;) This's been lying around on my hard drive for a while; it's Subaru POV (and a little pretentious, but what the hell. I like the imagery). Comments/criticism appreciated, since I'm not that happy with it and don't really know what it needs. ^^;; X belongs to CLAMP, Subaru belongs to CLAMP, I love you CLAMP... ^^; Untitled (a.k.a the suicidal Subaru poem) Foolish desire remains for life. Foolish hopeless wish-- I could have loved. (Which is A reciprocal thing. Math I never learned.) I wish For very little now. Is it peace, when my wishes are gone? Why does it feel so much like torture? Why can't Everything ever go away-- (One of the few wishes that remains.) Once burned, twice shy. But what of those chained to the fire-- sacrifices to some smoke-wreathed dark god-- Who are nothing but the burning? It's not that I enjoy Hurting. It's only that that's all I know To do. I never was very good At healing myself. I never was the one Who could laugh. And you always asked What would I do Without you-- I'm sorry. I still don't know. To be alone Isn't that what death is? Here alone why should life remain there is no reason to care no reason to desire anything at all.</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>