Azkaban/The Kiss

This prison sits here with few walls.
And here within my death soon calls.
I will not leave without a fight,
not until I see the light.

The light of day I hope to see,
before the dementors come for me.
They are coming to give me a kiss.
Ah! A kiss! So sweet it sounds!
However, a kiss like this I would much rather miss!

To have my soul pass through my lips,
soaring past my fingertips,
would be too much for me to bear,
Fudge, my heart in two you tear.

Fudge, I hope you rot in hell for this,
for now my friends, I hope, will miss
the person that they once had known
before the Dark Arts within her had grown.

Too long I've rotted in this cell
This cell... this alternative hell
For soon I'll be an empty shell
Sitting in my cell... my hell

"May she rot there!!" Fudge had said
Now looking back, I'd rather be dead,
than spend another day loosing my head
Or looking at the dementors, my eyes hold dread.

Goodbye everyone.
You shall be missed.
Here it comes... my farewell kiss.

-Prisoner 061088

There it was! My first stab at a poem.... Hope You liked it! Please review! Good or bad, both help me! ^_^