Soundless Mercy

My little brother died in a car accident, two years ago, and I have yet to drive a car again. Many people say I am doing okay and have found peace. Truth is, I just manage to hold on

My past, a pair of brakes turned to maggots
Feeble, but could not be controlled
Bits of life faded with color,
as unmerciful demons took shape.
I saw you for a brief second
the split moment it takes for a heart to beat
Your eyes fought the trauma
that consumed you and left pitiful droplets for me.

Now, I scream. Mercy without sound.
the droplets of loss have become a river
powerful in forms of rage beyond the banks.
Sunlight is only the false exorcist,
of darkness thrashing against the current.
It drowns me even when I plead
for my sanity, peace, and well-being.

My future, the living memorial of you,
 Jonah that lives on in death
the fish that swims with a coursing river.
Flashbacks may haunt me, break me
May your lightness
restore me, awake me, and save me
from the demons who swim through me.

Reviews

[SheWolfNLust]

Such a beautiful write and most heartfelt, I so could feel your pain here, this surely is a most lovely tribute to your brother, and I am sure in heaven your words truly touch him in his heart and soul, just think what your brother would want for you, the happiness he'd want for you, he knows you love him just as much as he you, embrace always his love in your heart cause he'll always be there within you, hugs sweet friend xoxo