Hurray 10 reviews on my poetry. This is the only piece I have for now, but if I come up with more I will post them. I just need more inspiration and such. Christine is made to choose her one love and this shows who I think she should have chosen. Because of how fanfiction changes how the poem is supposed to look I've put line blocks in-netween the sections so it makes sense. The last word in each sentence gets repeated in the other paragraphs. You'll see what I mean.
The Choice
I have two men I love
Though I know not who to choose
One is from my past
And one is from the darkness
One remembers all the stories
And one is my Angel of Music
Erik plays such beautiful music
That I can not help but love
But Raoul was there for all the stories
Oh god why must I choose
As I stand within the darkness
And wonder about my past
I pity Erik's painful past
His only outlet is his music
This seems to shine through the darkness
He never felt love
For his mother choose
To never tell him stories
My father told me stories
During a small portion of my past
He had to choose
To raise me or play his music
Even though there was love
In his heart he was consumed by darkness
I was alone in the darkness
Trying to recall his stories
That I still love
To remember from my past
Until my Angel of Music
Came demanding me to choose
How do you choose
When the darkness
Suffocates the music
And all the pitiful stories
From a troubled past
Where there was love
I know who I love and who I'll choose
Where my past and the darkness coiled
And because of my father's stories I'll take my Angel of Music