Okay, this is completely unlike me whenever I write poetry. Normally, I have what is called rhyme, you know that right? But in this case, I decided that after reading the ending of the book one too many times, this is basically the way Erik sounds when talking to our dear Daroga. Oh, how I loathe the fact I used no rhyme to this, but then again I guess it does make it sound all the more drastic, oui?
I asked for your love, nothing more.
Yet you hated me, hated my soul.
Now I'm condemned to this hell of my own.
I am my own keeper, and in that shall never escape.
For even though I guard my cell, you took the prison's key.
Yes! You stole it from me!
And yet, I gave it away.
Why did I give it to you?
Why did I let you control me as you did?
Because I dared to love.
I opened my heart and soul to you,
Shared with you my music...
Only to have it thrown back at me!
I had thought you would be different, such a scared girl you were.
Then I became your protector, took you under my wing.
I raised you in a way, oh yes.
As time went by I made you to be my perfect equal.
Yet I was not perfect for you, no, never me.
You had the voice and face of an angel.
What of me then?
I was an angel for a time, I could sometimes even fool myself with the lie.
Yet it didn't last did it my dear?
No, no, in truth I was a demon,
I fooled you with the voice, but the face!
That face, no, I could never keep that a false idea.
Yes, now that face is trapped here, in this hell, this prison.
And it shall always be!
Yes, it shall continue to rot down here in this dark place.
For when I loved you, with it you took Love's key.