Just a small poem I wrote from Lydia's point of view and her feelings for Tom Riddle. Written as a sibling piece for my story 'Vanity'.
Haunted
Feeling used
And I can't wait to be back
Alone in his dangerous eyes
My beautiful disaster
And I swear,
There's got to be more to life
Than waking up screaming
How the world won't turn
The moon won't rise
The shadows just can't survive
Until you taunt the life from my eyes,
From my eyes, from my skin
Sneaking up behind a girl
Whispin' shivers down her arms
Pale skin & dark, cruel eyes
Malice all around
Cunning will abound
I swear I can't stand that smug look
I'm kissing off your lips
So take me out one last time
Cut into me with the worst weapon
On your wall of tricks:
The jeering knowledge of just bad I need you