It's just these two poems I wrote after re-watching episode 24 of the first season. Don't worry! Responsibilities will be up soon!
Searing and white-hot, this pain is nothing of this Earth
Surely, it is a most unforgettable ache, not as simple as birth
Yes, the burning is such a thing indescribable
So forgive me if you find this unreliable
Satisfied smirking eyes
What are they trying to disguise?
Better yet, what are they trying to tell?
Will sitting in a demon's belly be an equivalent to Hell?
Or is it much worse?
Will other souls be where I'll be?
Twisting and writhing in anguish and agony?
The ripping and tearing grows more violent than before
However, I am silent because I'll not know more
To be consumed by him is a fate I'll have to accept
I have used his services fully and now it is time to pay my debt
I know that I have lived my life full to the brim
I am Ciel Phantomhive, and I decree that my soul now officially belongs to him
The time is finally here
The soul I've worked arduously for, held near and dear
It will be mine
No more will I pine
The feelings I had for the Young Master were genuine, believe me
But there are times when the heart's influences take control, if need be
To say that I was delusional under the threat of starvation
Could not only be the reason behind my motivation
The Earl Phantomhive was in possession of such a rare soul
Innocently white, yet as black as coal
Is this what happens when a child's youth is taken before the appropriate time?
Living aimlessly for days, silent like a mime?
Cultivated to perfection
For this soul not only hunger prevails, but a great affection
I am about to permanently burn away my Master's dread
I mockingly thank the Lord for my daily bread
The aura of my unadulterated rage surrounds my shaking frame
Tears cascade down my face, mourning for whomever I was about to maim
Even though the fault was partially my own, I refuse to forgive
The demon responsible for stealing my Young Master's soul shall not live