Can you feel the coldness of the sky?
they are Dementors passing by
They do not glide, but they fly
They’d be happy seeing you cry
They’d suck your happiness
They’ll make you depressed
Sucking your soul
Is their ultimate goal
Worst memories would be relived
The absence of hope, the deadening fear
It’s even worse than death
As if you’re running out of breath
Who would want to be driven to insanity
And endure that excruciating agony?
That desire to survive
What will make you alive?
Just think of all the happy thoughts you could
Tap your wand for your own good
To take away that gloom
Shout: “Expecto Patronum”yan yung Patronus ko.. a Teddy Bear