To my brotherA Poem by JbI miss you so muchWe were young Endless bikerides, Made up games Pruny skin from the pool As sunlight nourished us Until the stars appeared Waiting in line for the shower And bed time stories My friend on days when No one else could come out to play Although you were my friend even When we were with different company A few years apart, as I matured But nothing hostile, a hectic life I still never forgot you And we still shared that bond I remember a night When I finally got a chance to talk with you A young adult, you'd grown into yourself Quite well I was so proud of and happy for you... The wonderful person you'd become We listened to music, passed around life's stories And then illness tore us to shreds You heard too much, saw too much All of which you wish you never knew I'm sorry that I ruined you That I caused you to grow up Faster than normal I'm sorry that I shattered Your once innocent mind I never stopped loving you though And will never stop missing you Because even during those silent carrides When Nirvana provided the only noise I still cherished being with you I love you Yet I don't blame you For feeling as you do Since I robbed you Of childhood I wronged you With my evil And I jaded you With my false hope I'm sorry I'm sorry I can say it forever Because I can say I love you Forever as well I don't know if you hear me Or if these words fall to the floor But I'll keep saying them Because while I know that I've hurt you I'm hurting without you My brother that's been a stranger to me For years I know I had my chances And I know that I wronged you In so many ways I'll never forgive myself Yet I'll never forget When we were young With the endless bikerides Made up games Pruny skin from the pool As sunlight nourished us We're both starving in the dark now... Please, B.J., I miss you... Please, B.J., I love you... © 2012 JbReviews
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7 Reviews Added on February 27, 2012 Last Updated on February 27, 2012 AuthorJbYoungstown, OHAboutThe majority of my life has been consumed by Eating Disorders (no pun intended). I've dealt with severe Anorexia from the age of 13-19, recovered, and now struggle with Bulimia. Depression, Anxiety, a.. more..Writing
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