Is it the cold I feel around you?
Is it the sucking of my soul?
Is it the killing of my peace I feel?
Is it the stirring of my rage I feel?
Is the the darkness of your aura?
Or your inability to see the light?
Is it the mouth I hear loudest?
Or that darkness you proudly carry?
All carry baggage,
All carry fears,
All carry darkness,
All carry disappointment,
It is within us to chose the role we play,
The soul sucking Dementor?
Or who that casts Expecto Patronum?
Is it good vibes of the hopeful?
Or the darkness of the undead?
Author: Liswith Obinamuni aka Ocean ™