Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ In The End ❯ The letter... ( Chapter 14 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Grandfather

It starts with one thing…

I don't know why it doesn't even matter how hard you try,

Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time,

All I know, time was just slipping away and I watched it count down to the end of the day,

Watched it watch me and the words that I say,

The echo of the clock rhythm in my maze.

I know that I didn't look out below,

When I watched the time go right out the window,

Trying to grab hold , trying not to watch,

I wasted it all on the hands of the clock.

One thing, I don't know how,

It doesn't even matter when you look at it know,

Cause when I designed this rhyme I was scared of it all,

Scared to fall , I hadn't even tried to crawl ,

But I was forced to run, with you mocking me,

Stopping me, back stabbing me constantly,

Remembering all the times you fought with me,

Watch the clock now choc full of hypocrisy.

But now your mouth wishes it could inhale,

Every single little thing you said to make things fail,

Every single word you sputtered just to get your piece,

But it really doesn't matter to me.

Cause from the start to the end,

No matter what I pretend,

The journey is more important than the end or the start,

And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory,

Of a time when I tried so hard,

And got so far,

But in the end, it doesn't even matter,

I had to fall to lose it all,

But in the end…

It doesn't even matter…

Tala was my brother in every sense of the word, and the only thing I am sorry for in my life, is that I let him down…

Yours in Death

Kai Hiwatari