Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Blood on my hands ❯ Blood on my hands ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Something from Akito's point of view. It doesn't really capture the feeling I was trying to convey and… as far as poetry goes, it is unremarkable. But still, it touches my heart. Perhaps…for someone else, it will do the same.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, or anything related to Fruits Basket. That would be Natsuka Takaya.

 

 

Blood on my hands

 

If you looked into my eyes

Would you see someone worthy?

Would you see someone who's hurting?

Or would you see

The darker side of me

And nothing else.

Would you feel the pain that I have felt?

Or feel only the pain that I have caused others.

Would you care that I want so badly

To cry?

Could your heart be moved for a monster?

What have I become?

Someone born without sin, is who I was.

Someone who had never shed the blood of family.

And now, with blood on my hands, and anger inside,

I look out at a world that has hated me

And I wonder…

How could I have done it any differently?

Do you think I love myself,

Because I boast?

Do you think I feel powerful,

Because I flaunt my control?

Or could you feel, if you tried,

Every breath that is fading,

Every tear suppressed

And turned to something…

That doesn't frighten me so much.

How I wish

Like all my loved ones,

That I could have been a good person.

How I wish that I could accept

This fate that has been given to me.

I see an angel

Come to us,

And can only hate her—

For she has taken my security,

My beliefs,

My one constant thing—my one stability—anger.

And made me wish… for something softer.

I see the pain of the ones I love.

I hear the words of hate, coming from my mouth.

And I long to awaken, as someone clean.

Do you know what it feels like to be the bad guy?

It feels bad.

And nothing else.

 

 

 

 

A/N: Thank you for reading this. Even if you don't like it, it means a lot to me that you read it. I think…if we would all try to love each other more—even the ones who don't deserve it, this life would a less painful one. Please review, and let me know your true feelings. They matter to me. Thank you.