Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

The Yellow Brick Rose

Chapter 2: Cyclone

Rising

Falling

Trying to move

Trying to escape

This washing machine of

Colors

Screams

Hands grasping anything

Anyone they can

I can't

I should be able to

Move

Breathe

Scream

Do anything to save my own life

Then suddenly

It

All

Stops.

And I open my eyes

To mysterious

To bright

To dangerous

To elusive

To my new

World