Friday, July 10, 2009

In Final Moments-Snape to Harry

heavy eyes can't be held up any longer,
certain strangers, one would love to hate
just got more familiar
can words spoken
to her
ever be taken back?

you see me
laying down in this run down shack
before a master i stabbed in the back
I've fallen to the floor
due to rules
and unloyal loyalty
playing sides until the lines were blurred
fingers crossed behind my back as i say
"i promise"

my blood's mingling on the floor
with silver memories
of the past
and of my love
and of my unbreakable vow to him

peering through a veiled mass
under siege,
this whole spectrum reveals itself to you

my love of her,
who loved another
the begging to keep her alive
in vain, i went to the solace

he told me I'd have to do the impossible
and cause the death of himself
all to help you,
oho my vision fades me now

eyes closing, sorting through,
my choices-fully man fully alive
fully redeemed-by those eyes

now, unto death
i peer into those eyes
the eyes that scream of my past

i hope you understand
in a dying man's last moments,
understand, i beg of you

~brittany

((...written a long time ago when i first read through the Deathly Hallows. i love snape. he is absolutely amazing. What a man to have sacrificed so much.))

3 comments:

Kenneth Alexander said...

Though Harry Potter is infinitely lame. good poem

Adam Hale said...

maybe if you diddnt reference harry potter in the title

Ashley Marie Rinaldi said...

I agree with Adam. Wonderful, yet Harry Potter...oh Britany.



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