Dark poem for Draco.
I live for the night, I live for her.
She's in my mind every second of every minute of every day.
Her face, her eyes, which smile.
They smile, but not for me
She belongs to another.
That weasel, that stinking rat
He has her and I shall never get her back
She used to love me, she used to care,
But now she walks past me as if I wasn't even there
As I drive the knife deeper into my soft skin
I see her face looking at me.
The way she looked at me, was magical
I would die for it.
But it will never be the same again.
I will be gone soon and she will be happy.
I doubt she will morn my death
I don't even think she would notice
No one will notice.
I turned into a shadow this year,
A shadow that will never been seen again.
The puddle of blood on the floor gets deeper and bigger,
I decide to right a note to her with it
The big bloody red words form on the walls of the bathroom
They say.
Hermione I love you, and always have, don't believe what they say about me, my life was hard but it doesn't mean I don't know how to love.
And with that I lose all my strength and fall to the hard stone floor.
She runs in screaming I can just hear it.
And with me last gasping breath I say.
Love is a wonderful thing Hermione.
A.N., I got the idea for this from my best reviewer cammy77. So don't be pissed with me cammy I just didn't know what else to write lol, love ya alls
Byes! Beck's