Ok, this is the last poem...and it has a twist. Love you reviewers!
~*~
I'm just like him.
I'm a murderer just like him.
I thought once he was dead
Everything would be alright
My brother would be avenged
I would be free
A murder
It would free me of my dreams
And my enemy would be dead
It felt good while he was still alive
And helpless
And bleeding
But
Once his friend came
I expected to die
Revenge is fair
I got my revenge
Robin should have too
But
He spared my life
My life!
Whoever heard of that?
The murdered sparing a murderer
At first I thought he was a fool
But then...
I realized he was something else
Robin Hood was righteous
Chivalrous
Noble
He forgave me
I saw Maid Marian crying yesterday
It was like her soul was breaking
And the look she gave me when she saw me
She bored a hole into my heart with her eyes
I am sorry
But I cannot apologize.
There is a window in my room
Very
Very
High
Up
God cannot forgive me
I am not going to heaven
So why should I live?
I reach the window
Dangle my legs over the edge
Moving closer and closer
My hands are the only things keeping me up
And I let go.
M
y
l
i
f
e
i
s
n
o
t
w
o
r
t
h
l
i
v
i
n
g
a
n
d
I
c
a
n
't
g
o
b
a
c
k
n
o
w
I'm sorry.

~*~
The end.