Crime and Punishment of the Phantom of the Opera

by Zastrozzi

What if the Phantom, Raoul, and Christine had been dragged from the future into the past? What if they weren't originally from the past, but didn't know they were from the future? This is a story written as a bunch of poems about the punishment of Erik.

Death

I took a life;

It was on purpose;

Don't ask me why.

For the only answer

you'll get,

Is that I want to die.

Why, you ask, is this so?

There was once someone;

Oh, that someone!

I remember that someone clearly;

With long, raven hair;

Met by nothing but a gun.

How? Why? Why?

I remember, it wasn't fair;

That one with long, raven hair.

She was met with such a fate;

Disagreements, lies. Lies, she thought!

Why it's more than I can bear!

Who? The name.

No, not the name.

She left. She's gone.

Suicide. I couldn't take it!

I must come to her. I must!

So, the police are playing as a pawn.

My master plan.

I couldn't bear to commit suicide,

With but that same gun she had.

No, I couldn't.

I used it instead, and shot, BANG!

I think I'm going mad!

That man lies dead, on the street;

As I shall soon be.

I will lead the cops;

And fall dead beside;

I just know my plan will flop!

But maybe, just maybe;

it might work;

I will try.