On the 101 (roses and skulls)

I know I won't feel right, or at least semi-functional human being.
It rests deep beneath me, my dear brother in arms has gone missing!
Soon we find, that he is captured, shedding light on everything, look we see lady liberty!
A hallow tree has taken root, deeply resting,in-between my memories. Admittedly, I never said a word, now deep within the confusion, you must look right, this punishment for the low-life.
And imagine the kids. Oh did I mention, he was pregnant with two twin babies. Sarrow and deafening
Trying to just catch breath, I feel this cold feeling run down my neck, I utterly accept, the conditions we chose to live in!
Please take this as my confession, my final chance to fess up to all my s**t, to my chagrin, I know if I get the chance too see you again.

I would probally hug you, and turn and run as far away as I can get from you.
But honestly I won't. Will chat and have a smoke
And laugh, until we choke, man it's hard to give that memory away.
Because honestly, you were my brother. And now you've gone away, left yourself vulnerable to the desert state.

Don't get high anymore, promise me that, give me just that little thing, and her pain is for only son, locked and starvin, how can I not get high though, the only comfort I have stuck in limbo.

Now I rest on green grass, looking at the gravestone, Talking to my past.
Hold on too your friends, because sometimes people don't get back home.

Author's Note

My laptop is broken, so I wrote this on my iPod. And that equals= typos.

Reviews

[KAREN]

Beautiful and well written! The flow is great as well, has a sense of sadness to it too!

[Lindsey]

I understand the way this is and i realy liked reading it. Youre eriting is great.

[Midnight_Mystery]

great poem, loved it :) has great meaning,and is very true

[Geralyn Miller]

I can relate to this, one of my dearest friends, we planned to marry when he got home from Viet Nam, He never came home. First he was Mia, then POw and when he didn't come home with the other Pows, he was declared KIA. No matter the acronym, he never came home, his grave is empty, just a gravestone on to symbolize the special person he was.