Go on
I miss my brother
my borrowed angel
my creative friend
he found this gift
he would laugh with me
held me when I cried
he knows its true
can't deny it
he danced with me
explained my thoughts
sorted out my problems
listened to my fears
there was some distant part
that thought there could be more
but I just wanted to be the sister
the little sister he had to protect
to love in the way only a loved one can
maybe I was asking to much
and took it the wrong way
but I knew he was tired
of friends
of me
and I want to talk to him again
but I made my promise
gone for good
to look through him in school
to walk by without regret
to let the blood
only he could contain flow
maybe I'm stupid
an iggnorant fool
but I will
I need to
go on
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eclipse9407posted on 06/03/2008
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