Siblings fight.
Siblings argue.
Siblings hit.
Yet they always forgive.
But..... what if the sibling was cold?
What if the sibling was cruel?
What if the sibling treated toi like scum?
What if the sibling was heartless?
What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?
What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?
What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?
What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?
What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?
What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?
What if the sibling made toi cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt toi like a couteau in the heart?
What if the sibling made toi nearly burst into sadness every time toi see them?
What if the sibling caused toi to think why bother living?
A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.
It is a monster.
A terrible, ignorant monster.
Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.
Siblings argue.
Siblings hit.
Yet they always forgive.
But..... what if the sibling was cold?
What if the sibling was cruel?
What if the sibling treated toi like scum?
What if the sibling was heartless?
What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?
What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?
What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?
What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?
What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?
What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?
What if the sibling made toi cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt toi like a couteau in the heart?
What if the sibling made toi nearly burst into sadness every time toi see them?
What if the sibling caused toi to think why bother living?
A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.
It is a monster.
A terrible, ignorant monster.
Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.
preface
if the one person toi told the truth to all the time was now the one person toi have to keep it away from, would you?
would toi be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person toi told everything to, he was the one who keeps toi from falling apart, but if toi told him anything he might be the one to bring toi tummbling down.
if toi had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would toi chose? because if toi dont chose right, he may very well die.
if the one person toi told the truth to all the time was now the one person toi have to keep it away from, would you?
would toi be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person toi told everything to, he was the one who keeps toi from falling apart, but if toi told him anything he might be the one to bring toi tummbling down.
if toi had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would toi chose? because if toi dont chose right, he may very well die.
I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two par fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make l’amour to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two par fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make l’amour to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying
A an il y a in my calculation,
A an ago, there were situations.
The same song played now and then,
In my memory, it had begun.
Tears from my eyes were shed this morning,
It was the most tears I was shedding.
My world isn’t complete without you,
My world and I don’t know what to do.
l’amour isn’t a toy and never was.
l’amour is what toi cherish and keep as treasure.
My mind is at many topics at random,
It goes normal when you’re in my kingdom.
What ends my bad situations with people
Is my focus on you, my angel.
You’ll always be a part of me,
You’ll always be in my memory.
A an ago, there were situations.
The same song played now and then,
In my memory, it had begun.
Tears from my eyes were shed this morning,
It was the most tears I was shedding.
My world isn’t complete without you,
My world and I don’t know what to do.
l’amour isn’t a toy and never was.
l’amour is what toi cherish and keep as treasure.
My mind is at many topics at random,
It goes normal when you’re in my kingdom.
What ends my bad situations with people
Is my focus on you, my angel.
You’ll always be a part of me,
You’ll always be in my memory.