This is the note they found on Harry's bed the day he went missing. Some thought it was a suicide note, but the ones who knew him best knew it for what it was; a goodbye letter.
Do you ever dream of desire?
I do not speak of lust and fire
But rather, something softer
Something infinite and stronger
To be loved, and held by a mother
Embraced by a true friend or lover
Someone to look up to, like a father
Or perhaps even an older brother?
If the people you loved and trusted best
If the people closest to your heart and chest
Were the ones who could not see
How much you hate your family
You hate the way they put you down
And how they beat you to the ground
Abused and starved, neglected and used
You hate the way they look at you
To sate your hunger, you ate the spiders
From the corners of your cupboard
And licked the blood from off your skin
And listened to the song the shadows sing
For eleven years they broke your body and your will
You learned to be obedient, be silent, stand still
For eleven years no one came and rescued you
No one heard how they laughed at you
When the Light ones turned their backs on you
And out of pain and darkness, strong you grew
In your heart a little seed of hope you had
That one day life, wouldn't be so bad
That one day the Light would return
And you would be welcomed with open arms.
You knew beneath the stairs that night would end
And someday soon life would begin again
When they came the darkness fled
And with it went the fear and dread
Yet you look at them and you feel wrong
You do not feel like you belong
Up you grew and knew it was not to be
When the Light was to blind to see
That it was too late for you to be like them
From death and darkness you had stemmed
Blood and pain do not strike you like once they did
As something to run from, flee from, from which you hid
Embraced and loved it was your only friend
On cold nights when open wounds you tried to mend
And if your dream came true, would you take it?
Would you trade the world for it?
If a red eyed devil, evil and cruel
Came while you cried and knelt beside you
And if he wiped up all your tears
With gentle hands he banished fears
If shattered and torn he offered you his hand
If on two feet he helped you stand
He did not think that you were broken
Just a little cracked and shaken
He saw beneath the skin and bone
A beating heart and a will of stone
Hand over heart, he held a tempting offer
Would you take it? Would you call him Father?
Is this death finally come for you?
Or just another joke played on you?
Those red eyes stare at you, look at you,
See through, patient, serious and true
No lie shines or glints there in his eye
Tears well up again and begin to cry
If I said yes would you understand
That I only wanted a helping hand
Could you believe that you owe me this
For the life that I should have lived
For the hurt and pain I have known
For the dark Hell that I called home
For the beatings a child bared
Because I thought they cared
Know that I love and care for you
That I would never let harm come to you
I hope you feel the same for me, I confess
Please forgive me; because I said yes.