In the Eyes of a Dead Halfblood
Death isn't terrible
He's handsome
The sword piercing my heart was temporary
The blood and the pain was only for a while
Suffering comes to an end sooner or later
But
The faces of my friends lingering in my head
As I walk towards the world of the dead
The the last words from my mother echoing in my thoughts
Drowning out the murmuring of the spirits
"I love you, come back again to visit soon."