The hero of mine
My closest kin
Protector of fear
Where do I begin?
A mind of books
A wild story teller
Helping me sleep
Brothers bestseller
You took me away
On the high seas
We fought armies
Bullies and Thieves
I idolised you brother
Always by your side
Bikes from the shed
We'd go out for a ride
Long summer nights
Watching the skies
Satellites passing
Stars filled our eyes
But...
Youth escaped us
We were no longer free
The weight of life
Came down on me
The sun didn't shine
The shadows grew long
I searched for you
I tried to be strong
I missed your stories
I needed you brother
We drifted apart
From one another
I tried to reach you
But silence befalls
Keeping me out
Surrounded by walls
Ten long years
Since I saw you last
Only memories remain
Left long in the past
I really don't want
Our story to end
But our bond is..
Too fragile to mend
By Darren Wall ©
My PTSD doesn't just affect me, it pushes those you love away. They can't understand why you are not the man you were before. It's difficult, but it is what it is.