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Visions inside my head captured in poetry, trying to create the illusion. Trying to live the dream.
Civil Angel '03
{ Buffy thinks of her life and becoming of the Slayer. I just couldn�t decide who is the person referred in the end...so now it�s just up to whoever is reading it! It can be Angel, Spike or whoever you think must have taught her that important lesson...Entirely readers choice! *grin* }
Who am I?
Is it too much to ask?
I�d really like to know why,
even I cannot remove this mask.
Maybe I was born with it.
Wore it like some protective layer.
Wore it until it was my turn to inherit,
this little title called the Slayer.
But it was still a mask.
Although a new one.
From me did no one ask,
if I wanted it to be done.
At first did I fight.
And believe me, still fight I would.
If only there was some other knight,
to take the job, THEN fight I could.
But I am the only one.
The only one with the power.
This will never be the job of a son.
It will always be someone�s daughter.
Will I ever be allowed to see,
my children growing up?
But let me guess, FOR ME?
There won�t be that much luck.
My luck is pretty much used now.
All used and fought its war.
How many hits after my arrow
won�t reach its target anymore?
I used to be afraid of death.
Afraid of letting go.
Afraid to count the days still left.
Afraid of what I didn�t know.
That was until you came.
Came and taught me this lesson.
You cannot play the game
without knowing the reason.
The reason I should go on playing,
is to find out who is this girl.
Until that day, I�ll be letting
you to make my world... just twirl.