A/N: I got bit by a rabid um. Poem bunny and it wouldent let go. Darn thing was like a pit bull!

God.

Why?

I...

Well.

Dunno do I?

Why did he have to- no.

No.

NO.

I refuse to think that.

Absolutely refuse.

Sirius didnt...

No...

Please?

Someone tell me I am dreaming.

Dreaming and screaming and scared.

He simply slipped between my fingers

Yet again.

I dont know if I can take it any longer.

There are ways out.

Always.

Death is an option.

Oh, my dearest friend you never thought that did you?

Did you?

I wish you could answer.

I wish I could stop being so so angry at...

You?

Harry?

Her?

Who?

Myself?