"
Chained to the ominous walls of sins
I am exposed to my cruel reality,
my nakedness to my repentance
makes me question my sanity.
Unaware of the crimes I've committed
I stand, vulnerable to the brute cold,
accepting my reins with open arms
for my soul, I have already sold.
At the very death of light,
standing before the nightmare's gate,
inevitably, I'll descend into darkness
not by choice but by the plans of fate.
"
What am I doing so wrong?
Am I actually at fault?
Who am I kidding? I am the only one at fault. However, sometimes I really do wonder, is my father treating me right? Or am I just supposed to be treated this way?
Wait... am I even allowed to question that?
No, I am not, because I am not the perfect son my father wanted.
Why does nobody like me? Am I even worth liking?
No... Naruto wouldn't be friends with me if I wasn't. He is the purest and most sincere being I have ever come across, but then again, I don't know how he truly feels about me. Human hearts can be so complicated. Why would he like me? I am a pathetic burden on earth who doesn't even deserve protection from his own father.
Yes, probably that's why he was angry with me yesterday.
But, as much as I hate to admit it, I was scared at that time...
Is it wrong to feel scared? Is it wrong to protect myself?
Are molestation and beating my only two alternatives?
If so, then I'd rather choose getting molested, even though it's killing me to agree with this. I am sounding like a coward...
I am supposed to brave enough to handle such punishments, right?
But, I am not.
Why?
Because I don't want my father to be disappointed in me. I can't stand anybody touching my body like that, but my father's beatings just... hurt more. They hurt more than just my pride. So, for me, anything other than my father's rage works. That way, I am in profit.
I am downright disgusting, aren't I?
I really do deserve all those punishments. Father is right.
How can I think like this, being an Uchiha?
I am not supposed to have these emotions... I can't even do such simple things right. I am completely useless...
Is this what hell feels like?
This feeling of insecurity, vulnerability, worthlessness... It's enough to eat away at one's soul, enough to scar the heart to the core. All in all, it's hellish...
Can I even escape this hell?
Is it truly hell, or am I just a demon who deserves this?
Somebody, please tell me...
~ recorded on the night of the "Waxing Gibbous"
*Waxing Gibbous - when the lit-up part of the Moon grows from 50.1% to 99.9%.
A/N: Here I am with my weird habit yet again! Sorry for the short chapter, but I have tried to compensate you all with the short poem. I hope it worked.
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