Brother
Brother won't you stay?
Wish you only knew.
I cry and feel your pain.
But you never ever know.
You say you want your life to change
But never pay mind to kind words.
The same complaints are always breathed.
And time grows a worn sigh.
I've seen you rocking back and forth
I've seen you agonize the world
Different faces every year and
Different names and different places,
but the same soul nonetheless.
It's always been my fault; been mistaken.
Caught in deja vu 'cause I care.
Banging the door between you and I.
I hope you took the note I slipped you
Under, dear. Write me back. I want to know.
Nothing new: I've done this five winters,
this last one, barely holding my insides in.
Brother, even though the note you
read with stained glasses won't touch
The ice within. I want to let you know
that I care, and you're not alone.
The times that keep me warm, cherished:
When you come out and melt the ice
Between us both. If you could only just
Come out and forget your heartache.
For the time it melts you can show me
Life is beautiful. Why I go on doing this.
Why you're still my friend.
But when sun sets and you're inside I
have to walk alone. In these 6 years even the
Trees bend down, because they know.
Like these seasons, dear: it always comes
I'll find the house is dead.
The door falls down and
A sparrow flew away. I knew it would come
But I don't want it to
Sparrow, come back. I don't want you gone.
And the heart can choke and feel the
deepest woe. But the thing that breaks
My heart the most is you'll come back in
Different name and different place, but
the same soul.
I'll always say I love you, no matter
Who you are. I've almost stopped
But that silly thing you always want
Keeps me strong.
But keep in mind
Even the saints come marching out
And I can't keep marching on.
It's a poem I've wanted to write for years, but I only got inspired recently. It's the feelings I've had for many guys I've met throughout the past 6 years. Some of which I had feelings for, some of which I didn't. The last one would be Jag, and, well, I don't know anymore. I don't know whether I'll be friends with him, or what. If he'll disappear. Like all the others. Despite calling me a confidant. The point is, no matter how different they all are, they're the same. So many people are confused and want answers. They want to change their life. But like every single one,they'll ignore advice that I give in their best interest. I can spend a lot of time thinking over it. And wish they listened to someone else instead of wallowing in their own misery. Most or all of them disappear from my life. I intended to make Brother a different poem but this is what came out.
Wish you only knew.
I cry and feel your pain.
But you never ever know.
You say you want your life to change
But never pay mind to kind words.
The same complaints are always breathed.
And time grows a worn sigh.
I've seen you rocking back and forth
I've seen you agonize the world
Different faces every year and
Different names and different places,
but the same soul nonetheless.
It's always been my fault; been mistaken.
Caught in deja vu 'cause I care.
Banging the door between you and I.
I hope you took the note I slipped you
Under, dear. Write me back. I want to know.
Nothing new: I've done this five winters,
this last one, barely holding my insides in.
Brother, even though the note you
read with stained glasses won't touch
The ice within. I want to let you know
that I care, and you're not alone.
The times that keep me warm, cherished:
When you come out and melt the ice
Between us both. If you could only just
Come out and forget your heartache.
For the time it melts you can show me
Life is beautiful. Why I go on doing this.
Why you're still my friend.
But when sun sets and you're inside I
have to walk alone. In these 6 years even the
Trees bend down, because they know.
Like these seasons, dear: it always comes
I'll find the house is dead.
The door falls down and
A sparrow flew away. I knew it would come
But I don't want it to
Sparrow, come back. I don't want you gone.
And the heart can choke and feel the
deepest woe. But the thing that breaks
My heart the most is you'll come back in
Different name and different place, but
the same soul.
I'll always say I love you, no matter
Who you are. I've almost stopped
But that silly thing you always want
Keeps me strong.
But keep in mind
Even the saints come marching out
And I can't keep marching on.
It's a poem I've wanted to write for years, but I only got inspired recently. It's the feelings I've had for many guys I've met throughout the past 6 years. Some of which I had feelings for, some of which I didn't. The last one would be Jag, and, well, I don't know anymore. I don't know whether I'll be friends with him, or what. If he'll disappear. Like all the others. Despite calling me a confidant. The point is, no matter how different they all are, they're the same. So many people are confused and want answers. They want to change their life. But like every single one,they'll ignore advice that I give in their best interest. I can spend a lot of time thinking over it. And wish they listened to someone else instead of wallowing in their own misery. Most or all of them disappear from my life. I intended to make Brother a different poem but this is what came out.