Approach the bench, they say with such disdain,
As I walk images flow through my sick mind,
They look at me as if they were looking to a mental person, maybe they are,
Every step bringing me closer to the end, I don’t understand
How did I get there in the first place?
And I don’t regret any of the actions that brought me here today,
I know they wish I would regret everything; at least a part of it,
But I can’t; it has been the most meaningful thing I have ever done;
At one point it became the reason of mi existence,
How could you reject something like that?
as I take a seat in the confession bench, they put the bible to my hand,
Can I swear to tell the truth, only the truth and nothing but the truth or so help me god?
What is the truth? Could you really dare to define that?
Could anyone be as courageous; or as stupid, as I would say?
God? Seriously? You think it’s wise to put that on a sentence asked to murderers, or rapist every day?
Those words mean nothing to me, so I raise my hand and swear,
And the questions begin, how could I dedicate my whole existence to another person?
How could I put him before me? Why was I so eager to wait forever?
Did I think that it was legal? How long was I going to wait for?
Tears start falling down my face, I open my mouth, about to speak,
A really low volume of my voice comes out: ‘I loved him & I would’ve wait forever’
The attorney yells at me: What? Love? Is that the best you got?
I raise my chin and look into his empty eyes, and say with a guttural voice:
‘That is not the best I have, it is the ONLY thing that was left’
As my fingers turn into angry fists, his eyes open up due to my answer,
‘ no further questions’ he says, stepping back and regretting ever speaking to me like that,
He realizes that I’m very ill, from my mind, from my heart,
I look at the other side of his table,
A complete lonely table in sight, just two empty chairs,
There’s no one to defend me, no one stud up for me, unsurprising,
I’m sadden by that thought, either way no one really understood me,
It’s okay, I knew from the beginning this path would lead me to a dead end,
As I walk again to my initial sitting place, looking down, I dry the tears with my dress,
A little bit ashamed by the whole crying stuff, but I couldn’t help it.
All the judges convene to make a verdict,
I’m nervous and I’m indifferent, what do I care about my future,
He’s gone anyways, there’s nothing I can do to bring him back,
I can put an end to this so called life, and it wouldn’t make a difference at all,
At least for what I’ve done I am proud but there’s no need to pretend no need for innocence,
I understand the charges that I am facing,
The judge calls my name; I stand up waiting for the result,
The prosecution rests, ‘we found you not guilty’
A broken smile comes from my lips.
As I turn the key to get into my house, I open the door,
Leave the raincoat at the hanger; leave my flats by the stair,
I walk up barefoot; I slowly remove the dress from my body,
As I get under the covers, I feel your pale ice-cold body,
I look into your lifeless eyes & give you a hug as I whisper slowly to your dead ear,
‘Baby, I told you, no one can keep us apart’.
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