Enclosed Haunting

by BitterBeginnings

Harry's feelings after the war. Having seen and been through all the ordeals that he has gone through, Harry in unfortunately scarred. This is about the enclosure, and the haunting that he has to endure. it is actually a poem. ONESHOT

ENCLOSED HAUNTING

I feel there is no way to escape the world that has currently enclosed my soul

The pressures are suffocating

Spiders are weaving a web of dead ends with no escape

Running and running

Faster and faster

Trying to fly but no wings appear

Shivering unbearably

Fingers twitching with suppressed emotions

Emotion?

Which ones?

The rage that clouds my vision like thick scarlet blood

The fear that washes over me like the ice-cold rain falling from the nail grey sky

The disappointment stabbing me straight in the chest with a sharp steel blade

When I take a chance, the past it comes,

Haunting me

The feel of pain fills to the brim of my hollow heart

The pain submerges all the thrilling memories that were treasured

I take the life of ghost

Drifting through the woeful days

Not taking a moment to glance at the passing's of what went by

A time of change is coming

Change of climate, of life, of ways

Remembrance

Of the enclosed

Boxlike

Haunting that runs my life

A time to escape is coming closer, closer, closer

Gone

Passed, over, enclosed in the past

The haunting still continues