A/N: I haven't written anything for a very long time, and I thought I should give it another shot since I finally have some free time. Thanks to everyone who reviewed all my other work.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
The cold fear creeps, glides along the dark dank corridor,
Pausing at my cell, home of many long years,
Bringing nightmares, memories of once upon a time,
Till I scream, sing of my torment.
The vivid vision, nightmare of the shock and fall,
Off a pedestal high, teetering,
Of friendships discarded, betrayed,
Teasing me, mocking me.
The unwanted memory imposes, sneaks into my mind,
Of loving shadow, figure of father and friend
Falling, slipping into Death's looming gate,
Teasing me, mocking me.
Then a loving, gentle kiss upon my face,
Eases, relieves me of my memories,
No more, no longer
Teasing me, mocking me.
A/N: In case there are people wondering, I meant for the "cold fear" to be a dementor who therefore administers the "kiss".
I also meant for the "nightmare, memory" "scream, sing" etc.( I don't really know what to call them…contradictions?) to show that harry wasn't really mentally stable anymore, however at the end "loving, gentle" "eases, relieves" meant to show that the "kiss" was actually doing him some good mental wise.
"father and friend" was Sirius.
I'm open and interested to know any other interpretations of this.