Our house was
Not really a house
Not to you at least
To you each room was
A whole world
A world that you saved
Or explored
Or destroyed
You created it with
Your mind
And then
Lived
In it
A unique experience
To be a different person
To escape this reality
If only for a few hours
And you never cared
What we thought of you
You never cared about our
Small smiles
And our stares
And our disapproving looks
You were set in that
Time and place
Nothing
Could tear you out
We faded away
Everything faded away
And was replaced with
Anything else
You could dream up
Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 10:14 PM UTC
Our house was
Not really a house
Not to you at least
To you each room was
A whole world
A world that you saved
Or explored
Or destroyed
You created it with
Your mind
And then
Lived
In it
A unique experience
To be a different person
To escape this reality
If only for a few hours
And you never cared
What we thought of you
You never cared about our
Small smiles
And our stares
And our disapproving looks
You were set in that
Time and place
Nothing
Could tear you out
We faded away
Everything faded away
And was replaced with
Anything else
You could dream up
My dearest brother