Today, people will gather, <br />to hear my story. <br />I know the courtroom <br />will be packed. <br />Journalists, will fight <br />to take the glory. <br />Psychologists say, something <br />inside me cracked. <br />Inside this cell, I had <br />enough time to think. <br />Surrounded by people, <br />who, like me, lost the way. <br />My future's unknown, <br />I'm standing on a brink. <br />Finally, I'll know, after <br />what happens today. <br />I'll stand up and tell them, <br />what they need to know. <br />Facing questions and giving <br />answers for continiuty. <br />A feedback of what happened, <br />time passes slow. <br />Lawyers, judges, deciding <br />if I'm innocent or guilty. <br />But, I loved my husband, <br />so I shot my lover. <br />I loved my husband, therefore, <br />there'll be no other.<br /><br />Jacqui Broad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-triangle-10/
