Mystery of nothing.

[WIXIE]

This is an old poem of mine. I thought I made it in here already but no. So, let's hear the story:

Most precious,
Most loving,
More than I can feel.

But the pain,
Getting insane,
Swirling and rumbling inside me.

They asked 'Who is he?',
I nodded,
They said 'Is it him?',
I said no.

The mystery,
Getting closer,
I try to evade,
It try to crept.

I remember the past,
Full with mist,
White in pain,
Full in vain.

If i open my mouth,
Thousands of them come,
If I move my hand,
They will mad at him,
Crush his loyalty honour.

I can't see,
I can breath,
But the oxygen,
Like too thin.

If I cry,
For this mystery,
Many lands,
Are floodding.

I swear from now,
Untill the end,
I keep the mystery,
Cause no one could understand.

Until my heart blow,
I still keep,
Let it be,
It is destiny.

There you see,
The keeper lies,
On the road,
Knows can't survive.

Mysteries soar,
Fly to the air,
It gone, it gone,
Let it gone.

As long,
It leaves,
To a distant,
Full with nothing.

Sorry if toooo long

[seraphic_demon]

Nice, good length, I like it. ^^

[Sobriquet]

Short lines. =D
Nice style.