In the darkened room,
With red eyes glaring,
How to stay calm,
When all you feel is gloom?
When the light envelops you,
Bright and fearsome and green,
When you've killed a person,
What more can you do?
You'll sacrifice it all,
Everything, for your son,
and maybe it'll work out,
But it's pride before the fall.
It's death,
If you show some,
Mercy – such a strange, scary thing,
But without it, what's left?
Blood is on the floor,
Blood is in your hair, covers your shirt.
You can't breathe –
You rush out the door.
Justice, you smile,
Justice for the Mudbloods.
Justice, you scream, for the Dark Lord
Justice is your denial.
Fear courses through,
Igniting your face, hands, legs, arms.
Fear for your life,
Fear for what you'll do.
And now the war,
Thankfully, has ended.
You – all three of you –
You have so much more to live for.
A/N: So this is for the Poetry Challenge at the HPFC. Idk, I'm quite sure it's not very good, but I wanted to take a stab at poetry. It's the Malfoy family – you get to decide who's who. :D
Also, for the record – I think that when I reach 100 fics again, I'll start a new account, because 100 fics is RIDICULOUS. =D