May He Know Love

Dedicated to my 'brother', who is going through a hard part in his life

As the wretched tears fall from your eyes,

I seek out the words you once said to me.

Were they promises or were they threats?
I don’t remember, but, desperately, I want to know.

In the depth of your soul, a small child cries,

Damning everyone around him that he can see.

Yet, as he is left alone, he worries and frets…

Is this pain all he will ever know?

 

Growing up, he clung to dreams of happily ever after,

But when mom and dad split,

He didn’t know what went wrong,

Or just who was the villain!

Gone to him were days of laughter,

In each house, an empty chair where his other parent may sit,

Worst of all, no more could he listen to any nursery song,

As he grew to see himself as the villain!

 

He condemned himself as evil,

Wrote himself off as a lost cause,

And screamed out this pain he knew too well

This pain that each day grew eternal in the darkness of his heart.

The torment he endured, almost medieval:

Tears, phobias, cuts, bruises, but worst of all; silence, and all because,

This sweet angel fell

When he could have been saved from the start.

 

 

Unforgivable, damnable and sinful,

Those meant to protect him, fed him lies,

Filled his mind with scorn for others

And then told him that he was all wrong.

Where he could have grown up playful,

He has matured into someone who only defies,

Screams, yells and lectures others.

Oh, but couldn‘t he have been saved before it was too long?

 

 

I sit by this broken window, praying tonight,

Watching the mood ascend above everything else,

And shine like a beacon down on the forsaken

And guide the lost souls home to that wonderful place we know as…peace.

I love him, no matter if he’s ever right,

With me, he knows that he never needs to be false,

Because my faith in him is unshaken.

So, my beautiful goddess, keep him safe, please?

Author's Note

Honest opinion on anything?