Department 9

*Waiting until I know you don’t stop by here anymore*

Image

You.

With the cold desolate eyes

And the capabilities of a serial killer

You stuffed compassion into your facial expression

But it was only a filler

And I saw right through it

You were trying to access my emotions and I knew it

Your smile

Displayed. was warm

And chilled to the core

At the same time

Welcoming and threatening

Like you dared me to do anything

But just stand there in utter shock

It was like you had split personality disorder

And both sides had come out to play

Both the comforting and menacing

Laid out across your face

Your hands

Touched

Seemingly in prayer as you tilted your head down

Before the judge

We both knew you were atheist

And the inkling of any sense of Christ you had in you

Was pounded in your head by me

It helped me keep your anxiety at bay

After all, how else did you have all these convictions

And STILL manage to walk away

Blue

You wore it to match

Your blood running cold

You walked in

Blank

Checked out

Like the devil stole your soul

Handcuffed

Chauffeured to your spotlight

A holding tank

You tried your best to signal things to me

Like you’re fine

But that was before

Today

You had determination

At a second shot at life

And although I confessed to the DA the truth

I was there for your help

Because, even though what you did was wrong,

I’ve always had trouble not considering the disadvantages life hands some people

Because I didn’t want your screwed up future to rest on my conscience

Because you’d come back for me like you did

every.single.time

I went up there

And I answered all the questions

Examinations

Cross examinations

One after the other

I didn’t press charges

So the city was out to get you

Landy Spencer

She made it a goal of hers to convict you

For good

And your angel of a lawyer

She always ended up grabbing your case last minute

I let Landy tear into me

Just like she did at our prior meeting

And I did one little thing that left her seething

I asked if I could speak

I told everyone

How everything I said was wrong

Because she pressured me

I felt pressured

So I told her what I thought she wanted to hear

The case had to be thrown out

I looked Brandon in the eyes

Because he and I

We both knew the truth

And then I heard a door shut

I looked up

To see my ex missing from her seat

Being back there today

Department nine

Brought an eerie nostalgia

Like being in the house of person that just passed

People in my class

Looked at me as if to wonder

How I knew exactly where everything was

It’s funny what being in the same place at a different time does

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