Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter J.K. Rowling does.

Note: I wrote this in uhm, what was it? ...Ah yes, Art, while our teacher was telling us our Marks The Idea just popped into my head


Longing and Losing

Sitting here all by myself,
I wonder about my life.
Thinking is it worth the pain,
living in this Hell.

All those I love just leave my side,
dieing one by one.
Leaving me to suffer more,
And wallowing in guilt.

Mother, father, friend and foe,
All just fade away.
Leaving me my fate,
To either die or kill.

So many people look up to me,
Never seeing the truth behind,
The mask that hides my inner self,
and my tattered soul.

The only ones who know the truth,
Are now forever gone,
Never to return to me,
Like an unsung song.


So what do ya think? It wasn't supposed to rhythm just so you know, except for the last part. My mum ones told me that not all poems rhythm. Please R&R!