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[aid] => mick
[title] => Depressions Courtroom
[time] => 2004-03-12 09:28:12
[hometext] => These two poems (depressions courtroom and depressions courtroom re-entered) were both written a while ago. A lot has happened since i last wrote any kind of poetry, but i thought i would submit these two, just because i like them.
[bodytext] => I’ve been called into the courtroom unprepared, Unknowing of the pain I shall endure. They’ve put me into the docks, Secured me with chains and rusted locks, And charged me with crimes unclear. I weep as the devil cross-examines me, Heartless and cold in his ways. Asking me questions I could not have predicted, Questions that have no answers. Looking out at the crowd of faceless faces, People only there for the entertainment of my torture, Pure sadists, thriving off my pain. I scream and they laugh, I cry and they smile with happiness and glee. But I’m not afraid. I’m innocent until proven guilty, Until they sentence me For crimes unclear to me and to them. Somewhere there’s a guardian angel, She’ll be watching over me. He’s glaring down at me now. Hatred, oozing out of his deep black eyes. What have I done to attract so much pain? Anger is directed at me as though I’m some sort of unfortunate magnet. I switch back into the room, My mind had automatically drifted from the torment I was enduring. Now I’m back again, Now I’m suffering again, Now I’m hurting, aching, screaming again. As the judge takes his seat after their minute long discussion, Ready to read out my verdict. No expression crosses my face as the words are read out, “This jury finds you… Guilty. We sentence you… To a lifetime of hatred, Pain. Blood. Cuts. Failed suicides.” Then the two soulless figures beside me grip my dainty arms And throw me out the room, Kick starting my hopeless life. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 316 [topic] => 32 [informant] => M [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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