The Tears

by The Fifth

My unfavorable experiences in the wizarding world are expressed through this poem.

The tears, they roll,

Roll, down my peaky flesh,

The salty mixture,

Leaving me bereft.

They roll and roll,

Streaming from my

Nearly lifeless eyes,

But I feel so alive.

They roll, over my wounds,

Of my mind, soul, and thoughts

Leaving me alone,

And cold…