Dream brother
I wish that you were dead
So I could scratch you out of my head.
But instead,
I watch you in the wings of another.
But why should I bother,
If I can just: “Dream Brother”?
I will dream that pitiful day
When, instead,
I convinced you to stay.
Despite all the hurt that I caused,
I didn’t push you away.
You would stay, and we would start over again.
One can imagine finite magnificence,
That we would own our life to be.
But you always feared disobedience
In front of God.
It was so odd to me.
It’s like I was always the one in the wrong,
The evildoer
That you, as a loyal angel,
Would just kindly drag along.
Your love dilemma was so odd to me.
1 + 1 = 3?
How was it ever meant to be?
When you left,
I burned the existence of you,
All the evidence extracted.
But in my mind, the thought of you
Cannot be willingly redacted.
I am possessed
By the memories of you.
Every motion, every breath,
Every whisper in my head
Has the resemblance of you.
Every time I talk your tongue,
Or play the music of your kind,
All I see is a clear picture of you
In the center of my mind.
You are gone, but I am free.
I guess it is this way is meant to be
I hope the love you give each other
Is not fake
That you truly love one another.
It is your life in His will for Him to take.
As quiet as the dawn, I lay myself between
To now
See you with another.
And all I have left
Is a tiny whisper to myself:
“Dream Brother.”