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Tuesday, April 17, 2007


A post?!!? O_O





Yeah, heh?but it’s just a lame poem, so I hope you didn’t get your hopes up.

This one is for my brother (yes, I have a brother -_-)

Um?here it is:

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Hello brother,

Haven’t seen you in awhile
Five years to be exact.
You’ve missed a lot of things
And I don’t even know where you are
And I’ve much to share
Things that I was afraid to speak

What were you thinking?
When you left us that week
Were you being bold; doing right
Completely wrong, it was a selfish act
You just wanted to get out; wanted to get away
But are you aware you left me with no escape?
That’s right?
I’ve been in the darkness
And without a brother
I’m pretty much alone
You were very important to me
I can’t even remember the love you shown
Sometimes, my mum asks me why
I care about you so
She asks if you’re a good example
I just shake my head no
But that doesn’t mean I’m
Not allowed to care, big brother

You taught me how to hide
My inner feelings
You taught me to be tough
And even some skills of stealing
You bruised my arms and called me names
You shared, took, and gave me things
Heh, you locked me away and left
You flew off with your black wings
But I still love you

You know as well as me
That I hate crying
Those big tears of weakness
That I shed; you know that I’m trying
You’re the only one, brother
That I felt comfortable doing this in front of
You know I loathe it
Yes, I do
Strange as it is, you’re a big cause
Of my pathetic sobbing
That day you left to this point on
I always cry silently

You’ve been gone so long
You’ve missed my highlights
You’re the one I wanted to impress
There’s no one else
I’d rather see smile
I just wish you were here to pat my back
And tell me that I’m ‘doin?alright
You missed so much artwork
And so many stories
You’ve missed meeting my best friend
And my many mistakes
Many hours of TV watching
And I recently beat that game
I remember you struggling on

I look back knowing
It will never be the same

What are you thinking now?
Any regrets?
Any Sorrows?
Are you going to want to see me soon?
Maybe tomorrow
Dad says you don’t write or call
Because you’re ashamed
Please?
I don’t care
I want to hear you and see you
Maybe even hold your hand if you don’t mind

But, Brother?

Just take the time
And screw the past
Please make it better
Make my future last
Just hide the shame because, brother?

I’ve been waiting for tomorrow
For five years to be exact
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That is all!

Byes *waves*





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