TF: This is kinda a request from x12377 "X" and Towerdepths "Tower" on FanFiction. Another random poem. Enjoy and review!
Wilbur: I have to do another disclaimer?
TF: Yes.
Wilbur: It should be Skye's turn!
TF: She does the painting claimer.
Wilbur: Whoop-dee-doo ... *sigh* ... Sonic universe isn't owned by us, it's owned by SEGA. Obviously. The Sheep is owned by TF, aka TFTime aka RobinsonSiblings, as is Sunil the Hedgehog. However, Jason the Hedgehog is owned by x12377, and there is an unnamed mention of Imerye the ... something. :P
Skye: TF owns the cover painting! Don't steal!
Wilbur: Hey, TF, you broke the 555 word limit ...
TF: ... Eh, leave it. Go for 700.
Wilbur: Why?
TF: Because you can't fit the Sheep into 555 words!
Wilbur: Phfff, fine ...
~•~ Please ... Help Me ... ~•~
I stare
At a wall
Dark stone
No light
Except for
What glows
On my hooves
Water drips
From the walls
Pooling onto the
Cracked floor
The metal door
It's bars and
Locks
It keeps me in
In my prison
That's what it is
A prison
And I have
Known it
My entire life
I don't remember
Don't remember
My family
My home
My life before
I was taken
Not even my
Name ...
Blank
Like a cleaned
Plate
Amnesia
They call it
And I
Have it
The first thing I
Can remember
Are red eyes
And my Hell
Began
Illegal
Experimentation
On other Mobians
Like they
Are lab rats
It's illegal
It has to be
Why else
Would they hide what
They are
Doing to
Me?
I had a friend
Sunil
He was in
The same Hell
As me
He was the
Only reason
I didn't give
Up
My only
Friend
But he's gone now
Dead
The experiments
Killed him
One day
I'll be next
But now ...
I'm a monster
What have
They made me
Become?
The flip
Of a coin
I lose
Myself
To a demonic
Wolf
Hiding within
I'm messed up
So messed up
My DNA is
Not the same
Anymore ...
I am
Alone
It's been years
Who can count?
I can't
Surrounded by
Walls
Restricted by
Doors
Prevented by
Bars
Tamed by
The collar
Around my
Neck
I don't even remember
What the Sun
Looks like
Anymore
Recently
I got a chance
To not be
Alone
Another Mobian ...
A Hedgehog
Jason
He doesn't
Fear me
Or what I can
Become
He promised
That he will
Protect me
And that one day
I can be
Free
For the rest
Of my life
It sounds like
A dream
I don't know
Freedom
He does
That is why
He has
The will
To escape this
Hell
I don't
I lost that
A long time
Ago ...
But now
I worry
I stand here
I remember his
Promise
But something has
Happened
Why?
Why would he
Hurt me?
Why would he
Attack me?
Why would he
Try to kill
Me?
Why would he
Laugh at my
Pain?
Has he become
A monster
Like me?
I stare
Blue eyes wide
Hooves glowing
Blood trickling
From my throat
From under my
Metal collar
He
He stares back
Words
Haunt me ...
"I suppose I'll
Have to
Kill
This wimp ...
Perhaps that will do
Something
Eh?"
And his words
His
"Let
Him
Die."
... Does he
Care about
Me anymore?
His promise
What happened to
It?
Jason ...
Please ...
Water falls
Drops onto the
Floor
But it isn't
From the walls
Of this prison
It is from
My eyes
I'm losing him
I'm losing him
Like I lost
Sunil
I can't ...
Not again
I am the Sheep
Just the Sheep
I'm not
Important enough
To my
Captors
To deserve a
Real name
I don't even deserve
To be called
"Him"
I'm called
"It"
I'm nobody ...
I'm nothing ...
I'm alone ...
Please ...
Jason ...
I am
The Sheep
Please ...
Help me ...
FIN.
"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery."
Galatians 5:1, NIV (New International Version)
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