Blooded Hands
I hold the pain
I am myself
Like you are somehow
I've waited in the dark
For you to beckon me
Release me
Hold me back
No wonder you're not yourself
I won't go
With my hands bound
I won't go
Without my pride
I will walk
With your shadow by my side
Hand in hand
With my sweet child
But it's too late
My baby's gone
She's at heaven's gate
So I sing this song
She'll never cry anymore- sickly tears
She's sleeping now
Has no more fears
Her hands all blooded up
A burden no baby boy should carry
Be calm my crying sweet heart Harry
Harry blinked to life when he heard his name in the song that was echoing in his head. He was falling asleep in Professor Trewlawney's class when a strange song came in his head. He figured it was just a song he heard before, but when he heard his name…it was like it was a memory. Like hearing his mother's voice again.
Yeah. I know. That's like not even a story. I just really badly wanted to get my song on fanfiction.net. And I didn't want to put it under poems because the lyrics go with Harry's life. You just have to read between the lines. I can do better than this. I REALLY CAN!! :: tries to sob but ends up coughing because of her DARN COLD!!:: Sorry….. Anyway. You got through the story (poem) so now I hope you review. PLEASE!! Don't make me cry again….. Or at least read one of my other (better) stories and review them. But please review this. THANKS SO MUCH!!! Oh yeah, and I don't own Harry Potter.
