A/N I would post this with my other poems, but it deserves a place of it's on. Its prose really, kind of a one shot in poetry form. It's very dark, really, now that I think about it.
Christine's Plea
A Mask
White as bone
Masking half a face
Half a soul
A Mirror
Two sides contrast
One to show him what he hates
And one to show the one he loves
A Rose
Red as blood
To show that he is pleased
A Song
To lure me
To win my love
A Dream
Deceives
Hides the truth
A Chandelier
Falls
Destroys our lives
A Voice
Calling from the dark
Pushing to insanity
A Masquerade
Hiding from the world
Never let your face be known
A Phantom
Calling me
Seducing me
Winning my heart
My soul
A Choice
That destroys us both
Heart and soul
Indecision holds my heart
Tears my soul
Bitter tears I cry
Trying to decide
No more
No more
Please
All I want is love
All I want is to be loved
To be held
To finally
Finally feel safe again
They do not know how I feel
This torture of two loves
They think they do
Oh but they don't know
They can't
They don't know
How his voice
Drives me to brink of insanity
To the darkest edges of ecstasy
Or how he makes me feel
Feel warmth
And reminds me
Of the brighter days of my youth
Now innocence is lost
And my heart is broken
I know whom I love most
But the decision is made
Taken out of my hands
My Angel has been lost
His soul destroyed because of me
His carefully constructed Trust
Shattered like the Chandelier
My mind slips towards darkness
I always see his face
My husband grows cold
Cold and distant
Childhood love never lasts
I threw it away
My one true love
A love built by the passion of Angels
And forged in the fires of Hell
He is not the only one destroyed
By that choice I had to make
Red Roses
Haunt me
White Masks
Destroy me
Chandeliers
Remind me
Mirrors
Cut me
My scarlet sin
The scars mar
Haunt
And Remind
That Song
Ever playing in my mind
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Still
And forever in my mind
I have passed the Point of no Return
The point of insanity
My Angel of Music
My Angel in the Mirror
Please return to me
Bring back the Music of the Night
Come to me my Angel in Hell
Please
That's all I ask of you
A/N Well that turned out a lot darker than I'd hoped... Anyway, it's 1:19 am and I simply must to go to sleep. I'm thinking now that I might turn this into a fic. Do you think I could? It's my first E/C anything... so please let me know what you think, and whether I should turn it into a fic or not...