Lord

by Fubsadoo

A poem for a competition on Enchanted Sanctum, a HP forum I go on. It's about Lord Voldemort from the perspective of Bellatrix Lestrange, and some of the stuff in the later stanzas refers to her time in azkaban.

A poem for a competition on Enchanted Sanctum, a HP forum I go on. It's about Lord Voldemort from the perspective of Bellatrix Lestrange, and some of the stuff in the later stanzas refers to her time in azkaban. Read and review, please!

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Lord

I admire you.
Your power,
Your strength,
Scares me sometimes,
But I admire you always.

I fear you.
Your power,
Your strength,
Scares me sometimes,
But my fear is only your power.

I adore you.
Your power,
Your strength,
Scares me sometimes,
But my adoration can only grow.

I need you.
Your power,
Your strength,
Scares me sometimes.

But I need you more than ever,
Against a cold wall.
All believe you to be gone,
But my faith will never waver.

I need you more than ever,
Darkness blankets the air.
My soul leaves through no obligation,
No forced removal.

I need you more than ever,
Storm rages through walls.
I think of you,
Your power,
Your strength.

Scares me sometimes.
And my soul cannot be taken,
Through any obligation,
Any forced removal.

I cannot set my soul free.

I am yours,
My Lord.