Blindly For You Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*Title: Blindly For YouPairings: Sebastian/Ciel Light YaoiRating: T / Pg-13Genre: Drama/Angst/RomanceSummary: My name is Ciel Phantomhive and I am blind. it's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all, i don't want to feel like this, so that makes it all your fault.Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.Warnings: This is NOT SHOTA! Although it has mentions of love in it. There will be some sebaciel. ALSO IF YOU DON'T LIKE DO NOT READ! You're immature if you comment. There is a back button for a reason.
Digital CameraIn this digital screenIs a picture of your faceYou look so pretty and happyForever and alwaysI click the arrow overAnd the camera shows a slideIt’s you and me togetherBut also that other guyHe always made me angryI never liked him aroundI screamed and fought with youWhich only brought us downThe photo changes againBut this time only usWe’re holding hands togetherIn the park out by the busI remember that night clearlyAnd the picture changed once moreIt was like it was yesterdayThat I found you on the floorI screamed out your name And tried to find my phoneBut my hands were shaking badlyAnd I felt complet
HUMANWe all have problems, it seems to beWe all want something we cannot seeWe all feel like we're failures on the insideBut outwardly you hide it like it's some surpriseWe look at the cutters like their a messThey don't know what they want so we all digressBut a problem is a problem whether big or smallAnd sometimes it's not even a problem at allLike the child who is crying over a broken toyOr the little baby laughing who is filled with joyThe mother who lost her very first childTo the teenager who's careless and runs around wildThe world we live in is a crazy disaster And we are the ones who is its ringmaster So to th
Once upon a tragedy Once upon a time I wanted to dieI would hide in my room and cry and cryNo one ever noticed and no one would askAnd if they ever did I would put on a maskIt started a few years back when they got a divorce My parents did split with both yelling and forceI was left alone and told to go playBut how could I lie and tell them okayI was only a child, but not anymoreThe year I was four is no moreNow I am considered a beautiful young ladyBut looking in the mirror I no longer see KatieWhat I see is the scars left behindFrom a girl once little, perfect, and kindI fight with myself every single dayI cannot win, and my body’s