You dont know the empty cold place you have left,
your brothers and I.
On days you feel like no one loves you,
I know you think of it all. Remorse, distrust; ears ringing
and you cant find your lungs....
you shake yourself out of it, you always do.
No ones better at smiling through the pain than you.
The show must go on.
Tuck your hair back
tell your self to straighten up.
But the lingering emptiness is with in your soul too.
You dont trust your self to fly..
not barley gotten wings.
So much pride.
The very pride that keeps me from sending this letter,
was also born with in you.
If you used the self preservation and that beautiful iron will,
you could lead us all to heaven or hell..
so many call out to you,
none more than I.
Dont feel so sorry for your self,
if you knew the tears that have been wasted,
or not;on you.
Your light is needed,
the world has been bleak and gray for 600 days.
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
You dont know the empty cold place you have left,
your brothers and I.
On days you feel like no one loves you,
I know you think of it all. Remorse, distrust; ears ringing
and you cant find your lungs....
you shake yourself out of it, you always do.
No ones better at smiling through the pain than you.
The show must go on.
Tuck your hair back
tell your self to straighten up.
But the lingering emptiness is with in your soul too.
You dont trust your self to fly..
not barley gotten wings.
So much pride.
The very pride that keeps me from sending this letter,
was also born with in you.
If you used the self preservation and that beautiful iron will,
you could lead us all to heaven or hell..
so many call out to you,
none more than I.
Dont feel so sorry for your self,
if you knew the tears that have been wasted,
or not;on you.
Your light is needed,
the world has been bleak and gray for 600 days.
..just phone the house.