As insane as you make me, a harry potter fanfic

As Insane as you make me
My first fic, be nice. No flames. Song belongs to Evanesence.

He's there. In my mind. I can't get him out. He makes me hurt myself. The more I do, the more powerful he becomes. But no one knows.

You're SICK,I tell him. He doesn't listen.

The more he makes me hurt myself, the more I need to tell the one I love. The boy- who-lived. I tell, and I die.

I see him everywhere. His evil reflection gazing in mirrors, even the shiny doorknobs. But I am doing this for Harry. For Harry. Even if it is the death of me, he will live. I know I won't. He has HER. The one, popular and pretty. She is also NOT me. Bruises cover my back. It hurts to sit. It hurts, period. There are cuts on my wrists, and I know they won't be the only ones.

I was supposed to be taken out. For the final war. I was considered a strong link. Next, will be Ron.

I need to tell them! To warn them of the darkness and pain that lies ahead.

But for now, I need to hold the pain. I want to let it all out…

All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.

I can feel the night beginning.
Separate me from the living.
Understanding me
After all I've seen.
Piecing every thought together
Find the words to make me better.
If I only knew how to pull myself apart.

All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
Although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door, my ghosts are gaining on me.

I believe that dreams are sacred.
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby,
Like a reason why,
Like a play of my obsessions,
Make me understand the lesson,
So I'll find myself,
So I won't be lost again.

Guess I thought I'd have to change the world to make you see me,
To be the one.
I could have run forever,
But how far would I have come
Without mourning your love?

Should it hurt to love you?
Should I feel like I do?
Should I lock the last open door,
My ghosts are gaining on me.

I screamed. He was back, and ready to hurt me again. My arm forced to the table in front of me and my hand wrapped around the gold dagger that lay. The cool blade was forced to my skin until the blood dripped out.

This would continue.

Until I tell them.

But until then,

I am as insane as he makes me.

A/N: That's all for now. BYEE!