if you know "Black Buttler" you know some of what some of this poem means
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given