Disclaimer: "Fade to Black" by Metallica; Harry Potter and co. by JKR. Meaning: Not mine.

It was a hard battle. Difficult.

So many lost their lives. So many of my friends. Too many.

Life it seems, will fade away

I question what it's all for. Why? To stop bloody He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? Can one person really be that powerful? But as I look at the battlefield before me…the death and destruction that it took. To defeat one.

Drifting further every day

Was it worth it? Worth Dumbledore's death? Worth Ron's, Cedric's, Hermione's, Draco's, Abbot's? Was it worth the muggles lost?

I fear I'm losing my tenuous grasp of sanity. I still hear their voices. Still hear them…telling me that I must stop him. That I am the one that is capable of it.

Getting lost within myself

I have permanent residence in the dungeons of Hogwarts. I am not…willing…nor able, to withstand others' company.

Nothing matters no one else

I have lost the will to live

As long as the "Boy Who Lived"—who bloody can't die! (believe me, I've tried!)—still lives, then the rest of the world is happy. They feel safe.

Simply nothing more to give

That is, until the next dark wizard turns bad, then they'll look towards me again. But I'll be gone before that. I must be!

There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

The rest of the world has certainly gotten much better. Muggleborns no longer have to fear for their life—till the next one comes!—but me…why can't I just die?

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me

All my friends are gone. The ones that stood by me…ones that defended me even when I didn't know it. Ones that cared.

Deathly lost, this can't be real

Sometimes their ghosts talk to me. Or they did. I think I depress even them now.

Cannot stand this hell I feel

But what…a poison? A blade? A spell?

Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony

So hard to breath sometimes. Difficult. Ice freezes my heart; hands gripping my lungs, to where I can't breathe at all.

Growing darkness taking dawn

I welcome it. Welcome the darkness that comes when that happens.

But I always wake up.

I was me, but now He's gone
No one but me can save myself, but it too late

Severus says that I must work it out myself. That there's nothing that I can do to bring them back. That I did my best. That I should be happy that He's finally gone.

Sometimes…I wonder who really died there, that day.

Now I can't think, think why I should even try

It's not enough to keep me around. No. Too much.

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

Maybe—