A poem about Ginevra Weasley and her "darkness", Tom Riddle.
Dream
Light turns its back on you
The day becomes a worse Nightmare
Than any that comes at night;
And you take comfort in the Darkness
In a way you never thought possible.
Every time the light fades
The Black whispers to you like a friend
Or a lover,
"It'll be alright.
It was all just a dream."
And because Darkness is your only reality,
You believe it.