I wrote this poem on December 5, 2018, when I was having issues at work. :) It's like a really twisted church hymn. Rip.
Trixie Black Lestrange
Accolade to the Dark Lord
(by Bellatrix, in awe of her Master)
I belong to the Dark Lord;
I have from a young age.
Ever since I heard his name,
I have yearned to stand at his side.
It isn't always easy,
Being His Most Faithful servant,
But when I think of what has happened
I know that it was fully worth it.
He is power; he is strong,
My Lord and my Master,
My mentor and my mantra;
He's the place where I belong.
He is fire, shining starlight,
The passion in my heart and eyes.
He lights up the cold night sky.
Others may doubt and turn away:
These rogues will suffer for their lies.
But I will never fall away—
I am faithful; with him I will stay.
No matter what he asked of me,
No matter the cost of being His—
Even if I lose everything—
My Lord, I will do anything.
No matter what he asks of me,
If it cause the death of me,
If I lose everything,
It's a small price to pay
I'm not throwing my life away—
I know that it's worth it all
For with him I will never fall.
No matter what they say,
I will never walk away.
It is worth the suffering and pain,
And I have the whole world to gain.
In my darkest of times
Or on the coldest of nights
If I despair of all else,
I know I can count on him.
He will never fail me.
