Hello there! This is Bluebell, reporting from the land of Rain and Moaning (Britain) This is my first fic and obviously first song/poem fic. Trigger warnings; Suicide ad Self-harm, plus general dark themes. This is about the least formed, most freeverse fic in he history of forever so before you read I should probably tell you this is about Draco and how he felt about his choices. I listened to Linkin Park as I wrote this and in my head I imagined it being performed by them. Please review and criticise, but don't be too mean please! :)
Nowhere left to go.
All this time running was just a waste.
Here I am trapped back at the start
Nowhere left to go
Stuck here, so alone
(All alone)
Nowhere left to go
Nothing to do but fall
Trapped by my own demons
Surrounded by evil
All because of me
Nowhere left to go.
I ran away, from them
But soon the faces following begin to change
Twisting, turning, changing
Into a familiar face
Turning into me
Nowhere left to go
Nothing to do but fall
Trapped by my own demons
Surrounded by evil
All because of me
I could have chosen the right
But instead I chose the wrong
Trapped away from the light
Tortured until I hit the floor
Red eyes staring at me
Darkness crawling into my skin
Trapped in this never ending cycle
Pick up the knife for the last time
Cut apart your own demons
Carve a path through your own flesh
Tear part the darkness
Open myself up to the light.
Let it burn me, destroy me.
Free me from evil
Nowhere left to go
Nothing to do but fall
Trapped by my own demons
Surrounded by evil
All because of me
Nowhere left to go
Nothing to do but fall
Trapped by my own demons
Surrounded by evil
All because of me
Trap the evil beneath my skin
Erase myself to keep it in
Make me a shell of the person once inside
Leave my demons with nowhere to hide
Trap! Them! Inside!
Now my bloody corpse lies alone on the floor
Free from the dark.
I could not keep it in
It would not stay inside
It seeps through the air
Unseen smoke
Going towards you
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