In Remembrance of Sirius Black

by Witchy Nike

A poem of how those of us felt when the cursed murderer killed the beloved Marauder. If you ever loved him or those around him, review and let me know your thougths. It means so much. Yes, it may seem like I'm obsessed, but none of you can tell me you didn't have a meltdown when he died. Just let me know how YOU felt about that fateful night...

Bravest there ever was

soul pure and true

all taken away because

of family jealous of you.

Not yet ready to die,

not yet ready to end,

not wanting others to cry,

not wanting a reason for their hearts needing to mend.

None knows if he's in peace,

for he fell into a dark abyss

that caused him to cease,

only sound to be heard was a painful scream and her menacing hiss.

Hearts were broken,

tears were shed,

some took this death as a great token,

off of all the pain and loss they were fed.

Bravest there ever was,

soul pure and true,

all taken away because

Bellatrix was jealous of you.

Sirius — you were one of a kind,

none will ever replace you.

This isn't all just in my mind,

it's all nightmarishly true.

Revenge was then what I wanted,

revenge is now what I need,

Forever I am haunted,

this is the life I am now forced to live.

Greatly missed is he,

the pain to never really go away,

even more so felt by me.

Her life will be taken…and I can't wait until that day.

In Remembrance of Sirius Orion Black

11/19/10