Severus
He is the creping darkness,
hanging back in the shadows.
He is unforgiven.
Every thing beloved, lost,
just by using one name
and at the hands of the one he calls master,
Like a tear drop in the rain.
He is unforgiven.
He is a tortured soul,
no one comes close to his pain.
The owls, he envies them
In their cages they can see the bars.
He is unforgiven.
If I could tear him from life of his,
I know the best have tried,
I'd find a place he could hide.
I know he's broken.
If I could tear him from the scene ahead,
I'd freeze us both in time.
We'd find a brand new way of seeing,
His eyes forever glued to mine.
Please don't drive him blind.
Can't you his heart is breaking?
In the cold light of morning,
While everyone's yawning
he stands alone,
stareing back in the mirror is a face,
he won't recognise.
He has so many tomorrows
but keeps living in yesterday.
Before innocense was lost,
he was mother natures son,
some one I could relate.
That vile is there every day,
Sweet Prince.
It's hot in your hands,
You think about it, you always put it back,
Why should today be different.
No? It's like every other day.
He stands on the rooftop,
Screaming his heart out,
listen to it bleed.
DEATHEATER! It spits at him.
This is all he's got now.
He is unforgiven.
There's a sercret war inside him.
The insomnia gets worse doesn't it?
Every night when he sleeps it's potion induced.
The mark burns,
he collapses,
not out cold but in the sleep that has evaded him for so long.
We will watch over you,
like angels, untill you wake.