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.