The Rising Blackness

by SALIGIA-the seven deadly sins

just a little poem into what would happen if Voldie killed Harry.

The Rising Blackness.
This is one of my poems that I wrote when I wasn't exactly feeling at my best. If you read it, please review.

I don't manage well,

I have hateful passion,

I see all the problems,

With no solutions in sight.

I hate with a vengeance,

I slip into darkness,

It envelops me fully,

Dampening my senses.

I fell less pain,

In this darkness,

As it does not swallow me,

But holds me in a secure grip.

The shade,

The grip,

The dull black of the void,

They are all comforting to me.

Comforts in a world,

Full of harshness,

Full of desolate misery,

Full of hopelessness and nothingness.

In this world the sacrifice is accepted,

A boy's life is taken in debt to save a dead man,

Yet the darkness is there,

To envelop the boy's soul in a healing balm.