This poem is meant to describe Snape in different levels which include his spying for the Order, his abusive childhood, and the mask he has to wear at all times. I hope you like it and please Review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and neither do you. .
Black Facade
Always bitter day and night
Looking for someone in sight
Snarls and smirks are how he smiles
Though inside he's just a child
On his face a mask delays
Covering his heart with veils
Sheltering his emotional state
No one there can now prevail
With hostility he was raised
While his blood the floor it stained
Persuasion was his name
Apprehension his defilement
Sneaking always in the shadow
Lurking around, information he swallow
Spying for the light of day
Till his luck runs out of place
Always followed, never lead
Against him the past remain
Killing curses filled with pain
Though a tear he'll never shed
Slave to darkness there he dwells
Till he dies and goes to hell
Or forgives changing his fate
Maybe heaven will await
Until then Severus Snape will predominate.
Author's Note:
So what did you guys think about this poem? Good? Bad? No matter what please leave a review so that I have some vague idea on where I need to improve.