Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Tears ❯ Punishment and time ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: imtinyteeth 
Nothing we do shall go unpunished. Hiei is paying for his action. This chapter is in poem form.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.05.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 248 | Visits: 201 | Status: Work In Progress
Nothing we do shall go unpunished. Hiei is paying for his action. This chapter is in poem form.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.05.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 248 | Visits: 201 | Status: Work In Progress
DISCLAIMER- POEM MINE, characters from YYH used and implied not.
~Punishment and time~
I stand before him to be judged on my sins. The reason, my reason shall forever mystify.
Strong wards bind me, my wrist are shakled in iron behind me because murder was my crime.
Seven thousand years in a dark cell deep in the pit of hell I all but prophesied and expected as my punishment to be.
But he shook his head, as my Jagan eye slowly closed and finally disappeared, I could feel all of it powers being stripped from me.
Memories of tender giggles and lustful scream which plauges my mind soon turn into broken visions of green and red that are swallowed by the black.
Our moment in time will remain seared in my soul for the hand of fate will not allow me to forget and the hands of time can never be turned back.
On the street with broken bones as blood flows merrily from my body, my spirit is restless and unbound begging Death to take me.
Only I could hear my screams as they forced my spirit back into this wrenched body willing my existence to forever be.
I gasp as the night air fill my lungs blood stained knife still gripped in my hand.
Death was my crime but eternal life is my punishment. A sentence befitting the damned
~Punishment and time~
I stand before him to be judged on my sins. The reason, my reason shall forever mystify.
Strong wards bind me, my wrist are shakled in iron behind me because murder was my crime.
Seven thousand years in a dark cell deep in the pit of hell I all but prophesied and expected as my punishment to be.
But he shook his head, as my Jagan eye slowly closed and finally disappeared, I could feel all of it powers being stripped from me.
Memories of tender giggles and lustful scream which plauges my mind soon turn into broken visions of green and red that are swallowed by the black.
Our moment in time will remain seared in my soul for the hand of fate will not allow me to forget and the hands of time can never be turned back.
On the street with broken bones as blood flows merrily from my body, my spirit is restless and unbound begging Death to take me.
Only I could hear my screams as they forced my spirit back into this wrenched body willing my existence to forever be.
I gasp as the night air fill my lungs blood stained knife still gripped in my hand.
Death was my crime but eternal life is my punishment. A sentence befitting the damned