A/N: Freeverse written for the Houses Competition. Love to AJ, CP, and 2D for the betas.
House: Ravenclaw
Category: Drabble
Prompt: Disaster
Word Count: 267
lily luna, you're a
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you keep falling from your golden tower
over&over&over
and darling, the silver prince will never want to rescue you
why would he?
with the thoughts that cascade through your nebulous mind
crazy, they say
but you think being boring is a far worse fate
so you write your own destiny instead
.
boys are sweet like honey on your lips
and at first, you savour it
warm summer days and almost-love
but then you find out that breaking hearts is much more fun
daddy's little girl, you've got a reputation
your bed is never cold at night
((neither is his,
the slytherin prince with his silver hair,
your brother keeps it warm))
.
you've fallen from grace
an angel without wings
trying to fly but you keep crashing to the ground
there is no place in heaven for naughty little boys and girls
and by god, are you naughty
just a taste is never enough for you
you dive in head first
until cigarette smoke is all that you can see
daddy says you'll die if you continue on this way
but you think that all you're doing is living
.
so you dance barefoot in the moonlight
trying to find the brightest stars in the sky
but they are all burnt out
(why would they shine for you?)
and you let your hair fan out behind you
a halo of burning flame, whipping in the wind
you whisper empty promises to the indigo sky
and darling, you're a disaster
but at least you're fucking free