Lily
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My...third Inuyasha one shot. XP Worst one yet, but still.
Renascent Glass
You are stupid.
Yes, you heard me correctly.
Every worthless day of your life is dripping with hatred and the piece of nothing you are.
As you stare back at me, I turn my head in disgust and refrain from breaking you right there.
Because you know what?
You are stupid.
I do not care about your looks or the great future you might have had. Raven locks prove nothing as they only represent bitter values. Your once soft brown eyes merely stand for the despaired aura reeking of your stench.
Yet here I stand, thinking I could have achieved what no other teenager would have.
Here I am thinking I could have won the love.
But I didn't.
So guess what sweetie?
You are probably the most abhorred, disgusting piece of trash to ever roam past Japan and present Japan.
No, scratch that.
You are the most detested human being on this planet.
You do not even deserve this opportunity.
So you know what?
I might as well throw it in the garbage for you, crumbling hope into the fist of my hand. I am doing you a favor by doing this. You are convinced, no?
I thought so.
And so I step away from your disgusting face, step away from my final glance at you.
You were always stupid. You still are when you thought he could have loved you.
When you thought love was another one of those sappy endings.
When you thought...
Love existed.
From the day you first saw him, to the day you last saw him; it is over.
So now, I am granting you a huge wish.
A twist of life.
Why don't you say goodbye to destiny as it goes down the drain? Or would you want to say goodbye to fate instead? Your hopes? Your goals?
So here I stand, clasping those wretched shards exerting into the palm of my hand.
Drawing a wonderfully sweet crimson liquid.
I smile. Must I work my way to hell?
But still, the road to hell even is paved with good intentions. And so, I walk along the road, ignoring the frays of uniforms of the past slipping past my dreary eyes.
I arrive a short while.
Oh, that one portal supposedly drawing water has wreaked much havoc upon my life.
That one portal which led me to my supposed love.
But love does not exist. It is futile to its own content.
The whole concept of it to be bluntly put; is a hoax in life.
A deception.
An illusion.
A dream.
Are your eyes glittering? Why so? Why are they filled with remorse and angst? Do not weep, for it is all over. He never loved you, he never will.
People never do love reincarnations.
So keep walking. I walk as well. My feet are shrouded with the fog touching my feet barely.
Looking down, I see you again. The water reflects back, but why it is so very sad, I do not know.
Enraged.
Angry.
The shards and the blood hurts, doesn't it? Pain never was your friend, was it? You want it to end, right?
So let it go.
Hard.
I do not say I enjoy watching you grieve. You desperately fight tears, flinging the tiny crystal pieces down the well with all your weak and feeble strength has allowed you to.
And it is gone.
Dropped.
The shadows glance off of you, shaming you with their darkness.
Love was never there.
Love is not here either.
You will not find it, no matter how hoarse or loud your voice echoes down the well.
You will not find it no matter how much times you fall down only to remain in the present, and only causing you more pain then ever,
Yes, I see your hands shaking with regret.
True, I see all the misery and sorrow flooding you like tidal waves.
The truth cuts you like glass.
The lies comfort you.
You snivel with that sickening and disgusting attitude of a person you were. You are always so weak, so helpless, and so useless. You have afflicted pain on yourself, bled, wept, lost, and never forgot. You never forgave either,
Congratulations.
You lost your humanity.
Yet, I watch you as you stumble with fear and tears out the darkness, embracing the sunlight to come.
Face it, Kagome Higurashi.
You did it.
You earned it.
Your fault, so live with it.
Now the setting will close the final scene of the supposed drama.
The actress leaves the stage.
I walk back.
You walk back.
It is over.
~*~
Renascent Glass
You are stupid.
Yes, you heard me correctly.
Every worthless day of your life is dripping with hatred and the piece of nothing you are.
As you stare back at me, I turn my head in disgust and refrain from breaking you right there.
Because you know what?
You are stupid.
I do not care about your looks or the great future you might have had. Raven locks prove nothing as they only represent bitter values. Your once soft brown eyes merely stand for the despaired aura reeking of your stench.
Yet here I stand, thinking I could have achieved what no other teenager would have.
Here I am thinking I could have won the love.
But I didn't.
So guess what sweetie?
You are probably the most abhorred, disgusting piece of trash to ever roam past Japan and present Japan.
No, scratch that.
You are the most detested human being on this planet.
You do not even deserve this opportunity.
So you know what?
I might as well throw it in the garbage for you, crumbling hope into the fist of my hand. I am doing you a favor by doing this. You are convinced, no?
I thought so.
And so I step away from your disgusting face, step away from my final glance at you.
You were always stupid. You still are when you thought he could have loved you.
When you thought love was another one of those sappy endings.
When you thought...
Love existed.
From the day you first saw him, to the day you last saw him; it is over.
So now, I am granting you a huge wish.
A twist of life.
Why don't you say goodbye to destiny as it goes down the drain? Or would you want to say goodbye to fate instead? Your hopes? Your goals?
So here I stand, clasping those wretched shards exerting into the palm of my hand.
Drawing a wonderfully sweet crimson liquid.
I smile. Must I work my way to hell?
But still, the road to hell even is paved with good intentions. And so, I walk along the road, ignoring the frays of uniforms of the past slipping past my dreary eyes.
I arrive a short while.
Oh, that one portal supposedly drawing water has wreaked much havoc upon my life.
That one portal which led me to my supposed love.
But love does not exist. It is futile to its own content.
The whole concept of it to be bluntly put; is a hoax in life.
A deception.
An illusion.
A dream.
Are your eyes glittering? Why so? Why are they filled with remorse and angst? Do not weep, for it is all over. He never loved you, he never will.
People never do love reincarnations.
So keep walking. I walk as well. My feet are shrouded with the fog touching my feet barely.
Looking down, I see you again. The water reflects back, but why it is so very sad, I do not know.
Enraged.
Angry.
The shards and the blood hurts, doesn't it? Pain never was your friend, was it? You want it to end, right?
So let it go.
Hard.
I do not say I enjoy watching you grieve. You desperately fight tears, flinging the tiny crystal pieces down the well with all your weak and feeble strength has allowed you to.
And it is gone.
Dropped.
The shadows glance off of you, shaming you with their darkness.
Love was never there.
Love is not here either.
You will not find it, no matter how hoarse or loud your voice echoes down the well.
You will not find it no matter how much times you fall down only to remain in the present, and only causing you more pain then ever,
Yes, I see your hands shaking with regret.
True, I see all the misery and sorrow flooding you like tidal waves.
The truth cuts you like glass.
The lies comfort you.
You snivel with that sickening and disgusting attitude of a person you were. You are always so weak, so helpless, and so useless. You have afflicted pain on yourself, bled, wept, lost, and never forgot. You never forgave either,
Congratulations.
You lost your humanity.
Yet, I watch you as you stumble with fear and tears out the darkness, embracing the sunlight to come.
Face it, Kagome Higurashi.
You did it.
You earned it.
Your fault, so live with it.
Now the setting will close the final scene of the supposed drama.
The actress leaves the stage.
I walk back.
You walk back.
It is over.
~*~