Where The Heart Is
James never learned to let\go
(like you)
you could have taught him, e.a.s.i.l.y
but you didn't, my dear
because you liked his ~laugh~
{careless and free and oh-so-young}
you liked that he didn't know defeat
(like you)
didn't know everything b-r-e-a-k-s
like you
(even him)
oOo
Peter never learned to be/lie\ve
(in himself)
you never told him
he was worth something, too
(in you)
because -{secretly}- you liked it
he never d.i.s.a.g.r.e.e.d
(because you were royal)
never stood up against you
(because he was not)
and wasn't that sign enough?
his f-r-i-e-n-d-s-h-i-p wasn't to be trusted
(neither was yours)
oOo
Remus never learned to f_i_g_h_t for himself
(afraid of eyes turning away)
and you never showed him how
because, really, that doesn't make it any e.a.s.i.e.r
(people might see him for what he is)
you liked the [idea] of him
beingsafe and stayingwhole
(he never was)
but you've been blind, my dear
(gentle hearts can be b/r/o\k\en, too)
and you did it yourself
oOo
Lily never learned to give up
(isn't that her d˅o˅w˅n˅f˅a˅l˅l)
and you never forgave her
for getting her ~fairy tale~ ending
(only she doesn't)
prince charming and a perfect little baby boy
(who never gets to live in a castle)
and defeating the big bad evil
(only at the cost of her life)
but you never believed in fairy tales, my dear
(and less in happily ever afters)
oOo
you never learned how to live
(you could only s-u-r-v-i-v-e)
you can still feel your ~wings~
can't you, my dear?
f.r.e.e air and the s*t*a*r*s you might have reached
someday – not today – never
but you have been like Icarus
too h^i^g^h, too f.a.r, too bold
and you laughed
(catch me if you can)
when you should have kept your head d˅o˅w˅n
(but that's something else you have never learned)
and you've never been good at hiding
(Peter could have taught you)
oOo
they're all g.o.n.e now, anyway
little fifth-wheel-Peter
(trickyrat)
and perfect golden Lily&James
(didn't you ~promise~ they'd be safe?)
and left-behind-Remus
(true to them, after all)
and you,
far-too-obvious Sirius
(notsoloyaldog)
oOo
you wish you'd just go m.a.d
because innocence is ever so f/r/a/g\i\l\e
(and you were never ~innocent~, my dear
were you?)
and you can't even r-u-n
(no running from yourself)
like you always did
(you're haunted, aren't you
hunted by your fears come t.r.u.e)
people say you're i.n.s.a.n.e, my dear,
but you're not
(you only wish you were)
oOo
do you remember [home]?
(home is where the heart is
but you never had a heart, don't you know?)
only black blood
and a h.o.p.e.l.e.s.s constellation of
rebelliousstubborndifferent
recklessbravebrother
traitormurdermad
runninghaunted
dead
and [home] died that halloween
a l-i-f-e-t-i-m-e ago
(and somehow you did, too)
Soo, I tried my hand at freeverse for the first time. Liked it? Or Not? Reviews are appreciated.
Thanks for reading.
