My Punishment.

The human brain can have a lot of thoughts going through his/her head. This is about a man with emotions running through him in under the seconds it takes him to walk in those 50 steps.

Thump, thump, thump,

 It hurts, but sadly I deserve it,

I look up through my tainted eyes,

Seeing the revolted looks of people I never knew to hold such hate,

My trial quick and discreet,

To know I have made all of the seven sins,

I have broken the rules forbading mortals from causing it,

My mantality has been tested and recognized,

I stray my sight from the unrelenting crowd,

I see the man who will pass the judgment of my death,

Feeling my emotions suddenly appear before me,

Hating myself to show fear at the last point of my existence,

I look at the weapon that will make my lifes descision,

A glint on the tip of the weapon,

A glint so bright some shield their eyes,

Those without my punishment see a shiny weapon,

I see a weapon of mass destruction and pure evil,

I shut my eyes and stumble,

Realizing my imagination is slowly killing me inside,

I open my eyes and walk with a bravado behavior,

A quick death is a cowards way to unpunished beings,

Yet for the punished like myself,

It is an excusable cost,

I gaze at the children with their parents,

Just like their parents, I see the hate,

Yet I can still see the freshness of it being learned through their eyes,

Why? I ask myself,

What makes a pure hearted child let evil envelope them?

Probably with purity comes the power to be gullible,

I look up and see what my numb body brought me to,

My neck itching on the wood,

 Seeing the balade come down to kill me,

I regret my losses and wins.