my own fault

a trRain waits for me
at king's cross
i will not take

it
hurts to watch him
struggle; it is my

own fault. if i had
a chance to
speak i would

not: he cannot
arrive. he mustn't.
he must

come, meet the
End but
not shake hands with

it. i sit,
nothing surrounding,
but i listen

for everything
is My own
fault, his pain and life.

he arrives:
i speak Of
mistakes, i have many.

things he asks
make me
weep, make

me wonder
if what i did was
right; everything

is my own
fault. he:
asks me why

i say it
was foR
greater good, but

was it?
he leaves. i am
alone. and i

will Stay a bit
longer; i will
watch. but

then i will
leave.
a train is coming

to takE me from
my own
fault.



A/N: In case you didn't know, it's Dumbledore in the time span from when he dies to the chapter "King's Cross" in DH. Or just before the end of the latter. It doesn't really matter, heck, he could be waiting for an actual train and not just a metaphorical one. Tell me what you think.

Ooh, and if you pick up on something I like to do in poetry, tell me!