I watch you passing judgment
And barely remember to breathe
What happened to the peaceful
promise that we’d seen?

What is in your prayer
So precious it can’t be seen
Watching the world turn unstable
Is that really what you mean?

These thoughts will fester
No matter how nice or mean
Is it love that drives this
Is it frightening you like me?

I can’t tell you to stop
You’d pout, wouldn’t listen to me
But your pain is real, believe it
Think it, say it, grieve

Don’t leave us disoriented
Don’t leave us with no room to grieve
The more it becomes incongruent
The prolongèd your misery

But I think my words can’t reach you
It’s a packaged-up misery
“È  ¿  À ¢   ÕÍ“
That’s the best I can do, or be

So “I” will continue this journey
As I watch who you are, or will be
And my own feelings drain empty
Repeated, diminished tragedy

I need to know more of the story
As you’re stuck in your tragedy
Forgive me, all four—three—fewer
And please remember to breathe.

I can’t even pretend this Doki Doki Literature Club poem is about anything other than the content of the game at this point, hence the blacked-out line that’s actually part of the poem. But I’ve tied it in somewhat to some of my feelings about Undertale that I previously did as a song parody.

The disturbing-ness of DDLC has come in smaller increments now, if more consistently, so I’m less rattled than I was by Thursday’s play. At this point I think I’ve figured out roughly what three of the four main characters are hiding. Poor Sayori. Poor Yuri. Poor Satoko Natsuki.

(I’ll probably keep playing the game today, stacking up more poems to post later. It’s supposed to be short, so I might as well finish this weekend.)

This entry was posted on December 09, 2017 and is filed under Creativity. Tags: Poetry, Doki Doki Literature Club