I have recently rediscovered several Phantom poems that I wrote about three years ago, typed, saved, and let die in the dust-bunny-filled corners of my computer. It's time to resurrect them. I hope you enjoy!
Not my characters.
Lying there beside the well
That awful face, but who could tell?
The years have passed, yet bones remain
And now he's fled from all his pain
A little boy all alone
Never any kindness shown
No relief from all the tears
Only pain throughout the years
They kept him in a filthy cage
And beat him in disgust and rage
And though he traveled everywhere
He never found someone to care
Never caring for his heart
People marveled at his art
Still he wondered who could love
This loathsome angel from above
He saw the girl; his heart stood still
He changed her voice, increased her skill
In return, he asked for life
For her to stay; become his wife
To take him up and meet the sun
He felt his new life had begun
She feared his face – She turned away
She screamed at him she would not stay
He cried how happy she would be
But still she begged him "Let me free!"
She'd touched his heart – he loved her so!
He knew he had to let her go.
She left and he began to cry
He knew that he would surely die
The hope was gone, now only strife
And soon would come the end of life
He died alone with no one there
The world was cruel and so unfair
He lived alone in tears and shame
An ugly face; an unknown name
There was no peace; just fear and hate
For him, an undeserving fate
But now the world will let him be
His life is done – and now he's free.
PLEASE review! You shall make Erik happy… :=)
