James two

by Jente Bidernais

Poem written by Sirius for Harry. Hints of self-destructive depression. But in the 'I would have, if I didn't have you'- way. Rated T for safety.

James two.

I need you, my little cub,
Don't want to drown my sorrow,
With alcohol in a club,
As if there is no tomorrow.

You're my line to life,
Because without you by my side,
I'd have to use a knife,
To make scars I'd have to hide.

I need you, my pronglet,
To bring me back to life again,
To get me out of bed,
To be stronger than I am.

I need you, James two,
You have to be there for me,
And I'll be there for you,
Or at least I'll try to be.