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 你 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 你 cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt 你 like a 刀 in the heart?
What if the sibling made 你 nearly burst into sadness every time 你 see them?
What if the sibling caused 你 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 你 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 你 cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt 你 like a 刀 in the heart?
What if the sibling made 你 nearly burst into sadness every time 你 see them?
What if the sibling caused 你 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.
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired 由 Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired 由 Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
