Hey people! Didja miss me? Well, here it is, my third Harry Potter poem. Just try and guess who's POV its from. Come on, its not that hard! I hope you like it, and, as always w/ lil ole' me, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One Thought Before I Go….
Dum dee dum
The time passes by so slowly
It seems only a matter of seconds
Or hours
Or days
Or weeks
Until I get what I deserve
I stopped counting years ago
La la laaaaaa
He will kill me soon,
Of this I am sure
There is no option,
No other conclusion
No other answer to be found in master's eyes
He knows it, but he delays
I know not why….
Dum dee dum
He sees me as a bug, an obedient cockroach, perhaps
One that will do his bidding
One that will not talk back
An insect capable of menial tasks
One of these days
Or months
Or years
He will squash me
I intend to beat him to it
I sing to myself
My only comfort these past years
I sing happy songs,
To an upbeat tune
It clears the head, singing
It does not clear my conscience
The potion is near ready
It will not be long now
Master will be furious,
But I don't care
I won't be here to witness the impending rage
The thought gladdens me
As I sit in wait
The potion bubbles and hisses,
Turning inky black before my eyes
It is ready
I question my reasons
Will this resolve anything?
Will it right me myriad wrongdoings?
No, I answer myself
But it will put me at rest…
Literally
I throw back my head,
Downing the concoction in one swallow
It burns, stinging my insides
The pain is good, I think
It makes me feel alive, in control
My eyes water
Of sadness or pain I do not know
James, Lily
Here I come….