Brother

this is just for therapeutic reasons. I have to get these thoughts and feelings out of my head.

There once was a time when we were so close.

You knew better then the picture perfect family.

You protected me and I taught you.

Now I look at you through a picture on a screen.

You left us.

Moved half way around the world.

And I was so proud of you.

Fighting for what was right.

Jealous of you being able to escape.

But you left us all behind.

You weren’t there when I needed you most

No matter the letters I wrote

I got no reply

Until I lost hope.

My brother, who are you now?