of brother

of brother

A Poem by FaeryQueen

What is wrong w me?

That I cannot even look at my own brother at times?

That I cannot even be in the same vicinity?

What is wrong w me, there is something truly wrong w me…..

What is wrong w me�"

That my heart beats so quickly when I hear his voice�"

What is wrong w me�"

That I feel the need to run and hide whenever he’s w me�"

What is wrong w me�"

There is something truly wrong w me, there must be�"

What is wrong w me�"

That I cannot even breathe the same air he’s giving me�"

What is wrong w me�"

That he cares so much- he’s do anything to stop the hurting�"

What is wrong w me�"

There must be�"

Something�"

Truly wrong�"

W me�"

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It will get repetitive�" me being at my beach�" in my mind�"

But I am sorry�" it is the only place I know that can calm me�"

It’s’ elements are all that I know that I can interact w and be okay doing so�"

The beach in my mind isn’t like those other beaches�" it stretches for an eternity and when I die�" I will be exactly there�"

Because the afterlife, after all�" is subjective�"

 

© 2021 FaeryQueen


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Added on December 7, 2021
Last Updated on December 7, 2021