He suffered more than he thought he would ever suffer,
he hovered over the demons frolicking in betrayal.
How dare they deny the villain they created,
the pain has been too much to bear.
But he knew someday he would long to chase what most fear to face,
a choice to embrace the dark despair then vanish without a trace.
Stricken by a darkening gray his heartstrings a woman played,
the punishment is much to endure, every soul eventually breaks.
So, what should the vengeful do for destiny to intervene,
should the vengeful wait, but he is no longer part of the human race.
A table for two drifting in the shadows, eyes lost in every soul,
one question is left to contemplate, then he whispers into the mirror.
The phantom's revenge, loves vicious betrayal,
a terrible tale shall bring your life to an end.
© JDMaraccini 2013
