SiriuslyDracoMalfoy

Words like knives, they cut so deep,
          	Criticism stings and makes me weep,
          	I hide my feelings, I keep them close,
          	But inside my heart it feels like a ghost.
          	The pain is real, it never fades,
          	My heart is broken, my soul betrayed. - D.M 4th year of Hogwarts

SiriuslyDracoMalfoy

Words like knives, they cut so deep,
          Criticism stings and makes me weep,
          I hide my feelings, I keep them close,
          But inside my heart it feels like a ghost.
          The pain is real, it never fades,
          My heart is broken, my soul betrayed. - D.M 4th year of Hogwarts

SiriuslyDracoMalfoy

Oh, father dear, your wrath doth strike
          A terror in my soul alike
          Your hands, your words, your every move
          A fear that I can never soothe
          I pray for strength to break these chains
          And end this cycle of your pains
          For love should never cause such harm
          Nor leave one's heart forever scarred and alarmed. - D.M 3rd year of Hogwarts

SiriuslyDracoMalfoy

Father, why did you hurt me so,
          With your fists and your bitter words,
          My heart feels shattered, my spirit low,
          As I try to heal these wounds unheard.
          I wish for love, for safety, for peace,
          But instead I'm left with scars that won't cease. -D.M- June 5, Second year of Hogwarts

SiriuslyDracoMalfoy

I know I shouldn't love you, but I do
          Your anger and fists, I push through
          Your words cut deep, but I stay
          I pray for change, day after day
          But my heart still beats for you, it's true
          I'm trapped in this cycle, what can I do?
          I'll keep hoping for love, from you I crave
          Even though you're an abusive father, my heart you still enslave. - D.M - first year of Hogwarts

SiriuslyDracoMalfoy

Daddy dearest, oh so mean
          Hits me till I start to scream
          But he loves me, that's for sure
          Even though he makes me sore
          I'll forgive him, just this time
          Next time I'll make him pay the fine
          For now let's play, just you and me
          Until he gets angry, then I'll flee. -D.M, 9yo