Benevolent

Distant Letters

Chapter 35

Sayori sat down at her desk to write a poem for club, absently chewing the end of her sky blue gel pen.

Maybe I should take Yuri's advice and write some vent poems, too...

Sayori shrugged, taking out a few pieces of paper and first starting with the one she would show to the others.

"Sparkly, shining, wonderful.
A sea of endless curiosity.
Dare to take a dip in its refreshing coolness?
Find it's deeper than imagined.
I could get lost in it forever."

Reading it over, Sayori decided that although it was rather short it would do just fine.

She placed another paper, thinking of things she didn't like to imagine as she drew a shaky breath.

"Drowning.
Suffering.
Gasping for air.
Countless thoughts taint me.
My bottles of joy burst on impact.
Creating a flood of uncertainty.
What are these feelings?
I hope to never truly know.
So I sit.
And think as I wait.
To be swept away.
Never to think again."

Sayori finished, gasping.

She had become so absorbed in her work she actually thought herself to be submerged by something.

She felt a strange twinge in her stomach, lighting her determination as she began a second one.

"A lone cloud.
Pushed forward by a gust of wind.
The cloud is I, the wind is obligation.
Obligation to cater to other's joy.
Never saving any for myself.
Wishing for their happiness,
Only to yearn for them to stay.
No one is happy with me.
Which is why the cloud is alone.
With just the gust of wind.
A mask of a smile,
Few know it's true intentions.
For even a storm cloud starts off appearing happy.
Until it breaks,
Crumbles,
Begins drenching everything in it's path.
I float on."

Sayori was astonished at her own words.

Had she truly written something like this?

It's a lot longer than I thought it'd be...

Sayori shrugged, gathering both poems into her hands and leaving her cute, happy one behind as she stood.

So I just gotta rip it up, huh?

Sayori trotted over to her waste bin in the corner of the room, taking first the shorter one into her hand as she tore it in half.

She felt a rush of exhilaration, tearing those halves in two and so on.

"Ha.. Haha... This is... This is really... Freeing!" Sayori said breathlessly.

She ripped and tore and shredded until it was nothing but pieces to small too continue, watching with a grin as they fluttered into the tub.