Brewed Glory and Stopper'd Death

by elvengirl9

I almost deleted this fanfic out of anger for Snape. Doubletripletotheninteenthpowerquadruple traitor that he may be, he still killed Dumbledore, and I shall not forgive him. Yet. But since I'm way too nice and doubt his guilt anyway, I may still write.

3. Walls

Disclaimer: The potions master belongs to no one but J.K. Rowling.

Author's Note: Some of you like my poems when they have absolutely no rhythm or rhyme. Others tell me I'm better rhyming. So I'll just write whatever I feel like, and let you all review.

Walls

Nothing to watch me but shadows of gray,

Nothing to see me but walls of stone.

Yet these condemn me for here I will stay,

Secrets bound between flesh and bone.

Misery, misery, lift me upon

Wings of despair shielding feeling from fact.

Darkness and distance, let me be a-drawn

To islands of shadow and battles of tact.

Walls all around me, curse virtue, bring flame,

Cool, hard stone keeping madness inside.

Nothing but purpose will make myself tame,

Let rules be unmanned, yield power defied.

Fire below guise, mind weakening swift

Roads beside roads where my soft footsteps tread.

Can lack of emotion be better than thrift?

For with walls within walls, I'm better off dead.