Level 9, The Department of Mysteries

It's the

same nightmare as before

same hallway as before

but this time, something's different

 

and I feel as if

I'm not quite myself

as something changes me

and makes me strike

at someone I hold dear

 

and now where

my knuckles sort of stood

is a bruise.

and now where

I stand

is between left and right

on a two-way road.

 

hurt? yes.

better? no.

am I surprised?

...

what do you think?

Author's Note

Harry Potter references, but not entirely Harry Potter references.

Harry Potter (c) J.K. Rowling
this poem/idea/vagueness (c) me