Rose Petals

Rose Petals

By Sierra

Boiling anger, seething rage

The blood courses through my veins

like white hot fire, burning, singeing,

teasing flames

binding my heart like chains

metal links of hate that twist and cut

as the blood flows trough it like poison

freezing all into a catatonic state

of numbness, unfeeling, ice

frozen core

fragile glass shell, hairline cracks

then the fire flows again

melting, burning

set aflame, chariots of fire

as your center burns, writhes

tears, like thorns

needle sharp, pricking

streaming, sea of emotion

blood red, like rose petals

velvet soft, razor soft

slicing hurt, pouring pain

icy tears

Spreading throughout my body

Till it shuts down, immobile

Like ice, with fiery center

~*~

Draco Malfoy threw down his eagle quill, splattering emerald ink over the black bedsheets. Whispering enchantments under his breath, he shut the leather bound book and locked it. Reaching under his canopy bed, he pried up the loose floorboard and placed the notebook in, hiding it until another day. His journal. Book of pain, feeling, hate. Sanctuary from his life, his family, people in general. Checking the floorboard, he swept out of the dorm room, slamming the door behind him.

~*~

A/N: My attempt on Draco's feelings. I don't even know why I wrote this. Just goes to show what goes through my mind at the oddest times. I wrote this in about 20 minutes, don't mind the crappiness. First attempts at poetry people! Please review. Die, writers block!!!