Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it isn't mine ::pauses so readers can recover from their shock:: but belongs to J.K. Rowling and all of her wonderful people.
Crying for Memories
I don't remember the tough of my mother's skin
Her lullabies in the dead of the night
In the dead of the night
I do remember her screams
As she was slowly dying
My father
His last gaze to me is gone from my mind
Gone
Taken
Stolen
Stolen, like a thief in the night
A man once robbed my chance at childhood
And he didn't even have to wear a mask
I wish he had
To the man unmasked so long ago
Why?
Why did you hurt me?
Hurt, he whispers with venom,
Because someone hurt me
Revenge
Revenge?
To me?
But I am only a child
Or I was a child
Until you hurt me
Are you such a worm that you would take another's childhood?
Because you lost your own?
He didn't answer, just hurt me again
Hurt the closest thing I ever remember being family
-Being family, You didn't have one, so you took mine-
The only one I remember not screaming in the night
In the night, in the day, you give me pain,
And I can't, won't, take such a gift
A gift, some pass on gifts they don't want
But I won't re-gift pain
I'll pass on more energy, family, joy, love, LIFE
Even if it kills me
Kills me, yes it does.
Because others can smile when I cannot
Did I once know how?
Know how to give memories that other won't regret, try to forget but can't
They'll cherish the ones I give them
Because I will overcome
Overcame
You could overcome too
But you won't
You'll take the easy rode
The easier rode hurts everyone but you
Maybe you too
But you'll never know the pain until it's too late to stop the rebuke you deserve
Does anyone deserve that?
You deserve it
But you once deserved another chance to know happiness as well
You won't know that until it's too late
You won't know memories that don't make you scream in the night
Scream in the day
Scream always inside your head
May mine be on your head as well
Because though they'll all ways be in mine
I can learn from the incoherent screams
Rise above the din,
To a special place within
Within that good place that's not just mine, but a shared souls
Shared souls rising
Like a fiery but gentle phoenix to the heavens
While in the heavens we watch your soul like a snake descend to hell
And yes the Phoenix cries
Even though you hurt its human soul, it will cry for you
But in crying, even with it's special tears, can't heal the scaly soul you won't bare
Shared souls carry the burdens
The burdens of those awful screams in the night,
The night when the stars didn't shine
Didn't shine one the snake with its scaly hide, where the tears couldn't reach,
And still,
The blameless soul cries,
I'm sorry
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A.N: I hope you enjoyed that. I wrote it right after I finished the Goblet of Fire, it was a late night to say the least. There isn't a lot to say about this; hopefully it stands on its own without an explanation. If you review, I'll at least know whether I should continue to post poetry or not.
Peace,
Midnight Arrow
