#samwinchester
Dear Jared Padalecki,
Thank you for being the one who Crowley nicknamed Moose
The one who's character's brother is Dean Winchester and is also Castiel's as well
Who happens to be the one I try to be as a person
As well as your character Sam Winchester
Thank you for being one of the reasons I will "ALWAYS KEEP FIGHTING"
Mar 28, 2022
Mar 28, 2022 at 9:45 AM UTC
There once was a hunter with a brother
Who was named Sam Winchester
His brother was Dean Winchester
Who he named his son after
While he finally lived a normal life
He's played by Jared Padalecki
Mar 23, 2022
Mar 23, 2022 at 8:45 AM UTC
There used to be two brothers who were hunters
Known to all even in Heaven and Hell as the Winchesters
Their names were Dean and Sam
Who was friends with an angel named Castiel
They fought so many things like demons and vampires
Their family’s motto is “saving people, hunting things, the family business"
With a fandom known as SPNFamily
Who consider themselves part of the Winchester family
That tells everyone to “Join The Hunt”
With actors who always tells them "ALWAYS KEEP FIGHTING"
So that is what Supernatural is
Carry On…...
Feb 24, 2022
Feb 24, 2022 at 2:49 PM UTC
Dean, You really saved the world one last time.
Now you're at peace and everything is fine.
I'm so upset that you're gone.
But I know in my heart you'll carry on.
My pain at losing you is too much to bear
I really wish that you were here.
You went heroically like I always knew you would.
Now your legacy will live on where you once stood.
I'm gonna miss you so much I can't help but cry.
I never thought you would die.
I wanted you to live until you were eighty
Maybe even find a nice lady.
That was my happy ending for you but you were taken from us too soon.
I thought from death you were immune.
So now i'll listen to some classic rock tunes.
Just so I can feel close to you.
I'll miss you forever but I know that you're happy now.
In your own little heaven, We'll meet again. Somehow.
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 3:07 PM UTC
Sam, I'm gonna miss you a ton I want you to know.
But now it's time to put a curtain on this show.
I love you so much I can't describe what you've done for me.
You helped me with my demons so I could be free.
You fought to save the world more than one time.
But now it's time for you to rest, we will be fine.
You're so brave and so kind I hope you know that's true.
I don't really want to say goodbye to you.
You mean the world to me I know I must move on.
But it's hard since you've been apart of my life for so long.
So one final goodbye to you is what I'll say
You'll be in my heart forever, for the rest of my days.
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
sorrow found me when i was young it stood over me in my crib, as the fire burned , as dad shouted and dean carried me out of that house, as i cried for dean when dad left us alone, as i begged dean for lucky charms instead of beans
sorrow waited for me as i grew up he watched over me like a guardian angel little did i know that the shred of doubt i had in my mind was only going to grow as he watched me carve my name with dean in the impala, as i watched dean die over and over, through every demon i killed , every monster i slaughtered , every mistake i made and every slip up
then sorrow won he took me at last using Lucifer as a distraction as he wiggled into my brain and fed on all my thoughts until i was nothing no that's not true i was something, i was ruined, i was empty ,i was nothing but sorrow and despair and the worst part of that is i knew it was there all along shadowing me hunting me like i do monsters waiting for me to give up fighting against it
sam winchester
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
one of my brothers is careful no matter what,
the other one acts like hes against a clock.
one of my brothers is drowning in *****
he believes he has nothing to loose.
one of my brother loves to read,
i told him that he should lead.
one of my brothers believe our story has no end,
the other one believes it will change us till we bend.
one of my brothers acts like i’m still ten,
the other one used to tuck me into bed.
one of my brothers gave me a knife,
the other one tried to shield me from this life.
one of my brothers is in love with an angel,
the other one can see it from every angle.
one of my brothers has a strong disguise,
the other one thinks he shouldn’t be alive.
one of my brothers gave me a gun,
the other one wishes i didn’t have to hunt.
one of my brothers taught me how to fight,
the other one sang me too sleep at night.
one of my brothers raised me my whole life,
the other one taught me to read and write.
one of my brothers says ‘son of a *****
the other one says ‘so get this’.
me and my brothers our closer than one’
so when our time is finally done.
i hope people remember me,
as well as my heroes Sam and Dean.
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 9:12 AM UTC
Pick yourself up and dust off your shoulders
because you're a soldier and have no time to rest.
You can't escape this life because you sold your soul for this
and in the next year, you'll be buried right under your feet, six feet deep.
Will it be your hell?
Tied up alone surrounded by nothing but chains
for years and years.
Calling out to empty shadows and swallowing dust over these times.
Will it be your heaven?
In the summer of ninety-six
with the night lite up with fireworks on the fourth.
Chasing the sparks because you're a child again.
Pick your feet up and march to the drums of your family.
You promised to always protect your family
and this is all you know to do.
Giving up your life for your brother's
is what you were trained to do.
Your heart is weak but warm.
But you will not be needing it for long.
You find peace in the night
but always keep a candle lit,
to keep an eye on your brother
because he is all there is.
Things can't be rewritten or reversed.
You've just got a confused mind
and acted out of grief.
But you're always able to rewind to the night
a bullet took your brother.
These lifeforms made a deal for you, that they knew you'd take.
They could care less about your feelings.
They could **** without warning,
but you trust them with your brother's life on this one.
So now you stand a man with a deal to die
but it's all worth it because now your brother can live.
Selling your life so he can have his back was the best birthday present
you could give.
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC
We've been running with blistered feet
and weak knees for centuries.
Yes, we've come so far
but no one ever said it would be this hard.
Just lay your head to rest
you have run enough.
I've got your hand and I'm holding it tight.
You're all I have in this world
so I won't ever let go.
Don't you cry no more
because you gave your all.
It's just this time god wasn't so kind.
You put up a good fight and I'm so proud of you.
You'll finally be at peace
when these dark days are behind you.
You slayed your demons and monsters.
You did your job and you did it well.
Don't worry too much, brother,
because I won't be able to live in this world too long without you.
I'll follow you down the path and into the dark.
I won't let you die alone.
On the other side we'll just drive down the endless road back home, or god knows where.
We would always dream of tomorrow
but this time tomorrow never came.
We gave our live's to protect others.
We've come so far up the mountain
just this time got caught in the landslide
and fell all the way back down.
But look how far we got.
Look how much we've done.
Look at how many lives we've saved.
We're just two brothers born from the fire
but this is where our lives end.
I look back and see all decay,
but I won't apologize
I did my job.
We saved lives and protected the land.
We always stood tall
no matter how hard we'd fall.
I'm proud of you.
I'm proud of us.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
From the beginning
we were born to die.
There is no starting over.
There are no second chances.
With death carved on our skin
how could we live a normal life?
You could run but you'll one day run out of breath.
It's just a game.
You hide your pain and sorrow.
Save it for another day
when everything just falls apart and you can't pick it up.
Medicine and alcohol keeps you awake
As you hunt your demons and monsters.
You could choose to die but then this world would fall apart.
You give others that second chance,
you give them time to run and escape
while you slaughter their monsters,
and **** their demons instead.
You've got blood on your hands
and a soldier's heart.
Your brain is beautiful
just corrupted.
You smile to stay strong
and your humor hides your internal scars.
In the end
you'll look back on your youth
and notice you died a long time ago.
You never had the chance to be happy.
You'll never know the feeling of growing old with your lover
because all your lovers are either buried below your feet,
or somewhere up in the sky with the stars.
It's not that far,
one day you'll be with them.
Then, you'll finally be able to rest your tired hands.
Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 7:01 PM UTC
And right before your eyes I'm dying
and breaking,
falling to pieces.
You try to pick them up but they turn to dust in your hands.
You find yourself gripping your hair and turning to tears
not quite sure you're fully letting this sink in.
You've been in this hospital chair for so many years
but you never thought that one day it'll actually come to an end.
This is the last time you find yourself here
This is the last time you'll hear me say your name.
I'm you're little brother, not a soldier.
I wasn't built for a life on the line.
I did what you told me and I'm drained out.
You regret it
I know, you told me so many times over.
But that doesn't fix it,
It won't make me better this time.
I'm lying here, breathless.
And I want you to know
That I'm okay with letting go.
I'll finally get to rest
After all these years.
Tell me what you have to say
and I'll carry it to my grave
to think of all the time.
You'll still be my brother
even when I'll be on the other side,
and you're left here to create fresh tracks
on your own without someone as your guide.
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 6:01 PM UTC
Is this the end or is this just the start?
With a demon's red velvet hands wrapped around my throat
It leaves me a ghostly white.
I prayed every night but never heard anything in return.
If there really is a god he'll have to beg for my forgiveness
because I dug my own tunnel and crafted my own sword.
I saved myself from playing anymore of these wicked games.
Tonight you'll hear me cry and I won't pray for nothing.
I reach high to where my dreams are I imagine the light of day and to be saved.
I'm followed by shadows and swallowed up by the blackness behind,
wasting time watching stars collide.
But I swear one day I will be strong enough to raise waters and push through the mountains.
One day when I grow taller, taller than god.
But right now I'm standing in shallow water dreaming of the stars
thinking of the history books I'll be in when I escape these cell walls and finally breathe the earth once again.
I have breathed these dusty walls and cried to many nights.
Blue night, blue moon in the sky
one day I'll see you from a different view
once I escape my imprisoned doom.
I understand my security but I am no longer soulless
so you no longer have the right to treat me like I'm less.
I'll break these walls and break my fist
I know who I am and where I stand.
My weary mind and my heavy soul and a broken heart
will see the face of god and still not believe.
For what is heaven
It must be what holding a lover feels like,
but I know no lover that can live past the flames of hell.
What are, what are these walls made of flames doing?
I'm pure again and deserve a free sentence.
I deserve light.
I deserve to believe in something other than the normal.
I can believe in myself.
I can be my own god.
Hope is not dead,
so I've read.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 7:30 PM UTC
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
As the day turns to night
And the moon shines bright
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
As they lie quietly in the back
Leather beneath them, they hit the sack
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
An angel watching over them
As for sleeping, he won’t succumb
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
Another hunt done
Another war won
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
They’re tired and haunted
Their dreams distorted
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
Dawn arises high
It’s quite a drive but they’ll get by
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour
An angel and two brothers
Saving people, hunting others
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC
They’re taller and older now
Dean’s no longer a four-year-old
I don’t have to tie his shoes
Or wipe his nose when he cries
Sam no longer wails for food
Or coos for attention
They’re taller and older now
They’ve got great wisdom
Some I never wished for them
They know things I never wanted them to
And sometimes when I’m alone in my room
I’ll yearn for our lost years
They’re taller and older now
And Dean can hold me in his arms
And Sam towers over me
They’re both so full of love still
That never seemed to change
Inside, they’re still my baby boys
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC
The hood of the impala
Still warm from driving
Miles and miles
Of endless road
Stopped at the side
Of the dirt track road
Sky purple
An oncoming storm
On the horizon
The brothers sit out
Basking in the last warmth
Backs resting against the windshield
A rare chance of calm
No blood
No gore
No monster
No worries
Just ordinary brothers
On a road trip from hell
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
He pleads and shouts
Get away!
That he’ll only get hurt
If he cradles the angel to his chest
There’s blood on his face
Grace leaking from a wound
And Dean holds on tight
Not wanting to let go
Please Dean, he’ll beg
You’ve got to get away.
I’m not leaving my angel
He’ll reply
He holds him close
More of the bright grace
Spilling to the floor
Hold on tight
Don’t let him go
He can’t go
I need him
I need him so much
Let go
Let go
Let go
He pleads
And a burst of pain
Spreads across dean’s chest
As the angel’s wings
Leave the burn marks
He cries
He shouts
In pain and in shock
It hurts so much
To not see life in
Those beautiful blue eyes
He’s gone
And the scarring reminder
Is there on his chest
The shadow of angel wings
Burnt into him
He’d told him to let go
Didn’t want Dean to carry the burden
Of the marks upon himself
But he does
And he holds on tight
Even as his brother tries to
Pull him away
Dragging him into an embrace
His brother whispers words
It’s okay
It’s okay
It’s okay
But it’s not
He’s got the reminder on his chest
And Castiel’s body beside him
As his brother holds him close
And it’s not okay
It hurts so much
Everywhere – his
Soul
Body
Mind
Everything hurts
Like it won’t get better
It won’t
It won’t
It won’t
But it will
It will
It will
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 7:48 AM UTC
The black ink
Permanent against his skin
A protection
A ward
Against evils
No demons can get
Inside his body
To control and possess him
To tear his mind apart
His body is his
With the tattoo
On his chest
In permanent
Black ink
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 5:07 AM UTC
It has been said
by several hunters
that the Winchester boys
they’re soulless
they’re without inhibitions
that they’ll **** without
even a second thought
Some say
they are soulful
that they care
too much
too hard
and that’s dangerous too
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 6:30 AM UTC
He can fly;
Flit through time,
Glide through dimensions,
And swoop through the universe
It’s all at his disposal;
To use the universe,
To his every need,
(Just like the others)
To get to the Winchester brothers
The stars will greet him;
As long lost celestial companions,
They meet frequently,
Watch as they see his true form,
Soar through the vacuum,
Towards the light of the Earth
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
He’s screaming your name
In the middle of the night
You run down the hall
Ready for a fight
Your gun is drawn
And you crash through the door
Your bare feet are cold
On the old hard oak floor
He’s tumbling and turning
And can’t keep still
The nightmares plaguing him
Of those he’s had to ****
He’s tangling himself within the sheets
So you step forward, put your gun away
Your expression drops, just like your guard
Just for a moment you watch and stay
After a while
The nightmare seems to settle
You return to your room
Legs resting against the bedframe’s cold metal
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 9:50 AM UTC
He’s just a little boy
With a broken soul
With only a brother to fix him
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
Dear Sammy,
This darkness inside me
It'll **** me soon
I don't want you
To see it
Take over me
To bare the weight
That maybe
You could have saved me
But I can't even
Save myself.
Dear Sammy,
I don't want to leave
But I have to
You're better off
Without me
There's so much
You can do
You can save the world
But you can't save me
Not if I can't
Even save myself.
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 1:15 PM UTC
There's only so much a man can take
Before he burns out and starts to break;
Some turn, try to live with it,
Some might end up in the pit.
Sam however,
Is as strong as ever;
For Sam is a man who's tough,
Even when the going gets rough.
He tries his best to keep it together,
Not just for him but also his brother;
He withstood the pit for as long as he could,
Taking on more than a man should.
Sam is as strong as ever;
Staying tough for he and his brother.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
There will always be two brave brothers;
Who put each other before another.
Whether hunting at dawn, dusk or night;
They will always be each other’s light.
In times of dark, despair or pain;
They will always try to keep the other sane.
When lost in purgatory, heaven or hell;
They will never bid each other farewell.
There will always be two brave brothers;
Who will always fight for one another.
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
Two brothers walk into the sun
Just simply thinking, "This day is done."
But tomorrow there'll be another
Saving people; hunting others
So knife in hand they fight the day
Wishing the life would pay their way
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 6:06 AM UTC