No One Would LIsten

She's just a child;

She shouldn't know

About the secrets

HIdden beneath the Parisian snow.

She shouldn't know

About the secret Opera vaults

But she does, Erik,

And it's all your fault.

She thought you were an angel

Sent by her long-dead father,

But you knew the truth

And to tell her, you don't even bother.

You loved her,

Until poor Raoul came along

And threatened to snuff out

The Angel of Music's song.

Sht thought she loved you,

But then she saw your horrid face,

She fled, left you wallowing in your disgrace.

But you couldn't let it go,

You couldn't let her leave,

She thought you were her angel.

You just let her go on and believe.

She was yours and yours alone,

Even though her love

Only to poor Roaul was shown.

So once again you're all alone,

From your high and

Mighty perch thrown

Use a mask to

Hide the fact you're deformed.

Hide yourself

From the mocking scorn.

From behind the mask slips a tear

You know she's gone for good,

Your greatest fear.

The Phantom of the Opera

Is dead at last,

Now only a part

Of Erik's dark past.

The Phantom of the Opera

Takes his final breath

Ae he stairs down the barrel of Raoul's gun

And dies a lonely heartache's death.

Author's Note

I'm doing Phantom of the Opera for my language arts book report and I decided to write a poem :) Feedback is always great and I'd be so thankful for any kind of critique or suggestions. Thank you for reading!

Reviews

[Rose of Gondor]

*cries* Love the ending. So heartbreaking. Makes me hate Raoul a little more---even though I usually don't hate him!

[Rose of Gondor]

*siiiiigggghhhhhh* I stated reading this for the title alone, but when I saw it's contents...well...I squealed a squeal befitting of a worthy phangirl. Ah....book report! I wish I could do a book report on this...hehehehehehe. I love the rhyming, and the "she"s, because the reader clearly knows who you're refering to. :)