Demons Court by DarkAngel666
The demons of my past
Are the jurors of my present
The courtroom of my mind
I now stand trial
Chaos my judge
He slams down the gavel
Court is in session
Let it begin
He calls the first witness
She steps through the door
My beloved Lucrecia
My eternal angel
She shouts her accusations
She curses my name
She calls me a monster
She calls me a demon
The chair is now empty
The crash of the gavel
A new witness enters
The one-winged-angel
He does not yell
He does not look up
But asks a simple question
Why did you let me die?
They speak the truth
I cannot argue
I hang my head
I await my sentence
The crash of the gavel
The room is now empty
Chaos stands before me
The verdict is passed
He raises his claws
…guilty
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This poem is dedicated to Kimmie who has reviewed all of my poems
and always had something nice to say. You gave me the motivation to keep
writing more poems so this one's for you. Hope you like it!