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Art of misery 5
The stars streched for miles
The sun shinned right through the stars
The bright rays kissed the sky
And the warmth touched the Earth
Me and my twin brother we slayed dragons
We were legendary, we were heroes
Our imagination would fly us beyond the skies
We were the greatest of all time in our own rights
He was my very best friend, i could have never asked for anything better in this life
I was 17 and lost all my endeavors and dreams
Woke up one morning, ready to wear my cape to fly to the sun
I tried to wake him up, called his name and shoke him a thousand times
Mom came, looked at him and there was tears in her eyes
She took my hand and told me he has gone to the next life
From that day and on i was left all alone
The moon was dark and all the dreams we would dream were gone
To say the least, something had changed in my mother's eye
I could tell from a mile away that she wish it was me that had died
After all my twin brother was the best from the house
His future was bright it would even blind the sharpest of eyes
His many awards covered every inch of paint on the wall
I was nowhere close, truthfully speaking i was nowhere at all
One day I went to fetch my report and I had under performed
I can still recall when she held my report in her hand
The sting of her words are forever ashed in my mind
"You're a disgrace, i wish your brother was here, I wish you had never been born or you should have died in your brothers place" that’s the exact words she said
Everyday I crucify myself, I wish he was still alive and I had died
I'm forever chasing a shadow of my brother that's gone
I curse the heavens and turned away my heart from god
Why he chose him and not me?
Most probably my mom would be proud, the scars of my death would have healed
But she sees my face everyday, we looked so alike, i can never imagine her pain
It's said regrets are a tomb of the living
I have buried myself a million feet deep
This is my art of misery
The sun shinned right through the stars
The bright rays kissed the sky
And the warmth touched the Earth
Me and my twin brother we slayed dragons
We were legendary, we were heroes
Our imagination would fly us beyond the skies
We were the greatest of all time in our own rights
He was my very best friend, i could have never asked for anything better in this life
I was 17 and lost all my endeavors and dreams
Woke up one morning, ready to wear my cape to fly to the sun
I tried to wake him up, called his name and shoke him a thousand times
Mom came, looked at him and there was tears in her eyes
She took my hand and told me he has gone to the next life
From that day and on i was left all alone
The moon was dark and all the dreams we would dream were gone
To say the least, something had changed in my mother's eye
I could tell from a mile away that she wish it was me that had died
After all my twin brother was the best from the house
His future was bright it would even blind the sharpest of eyes
His many awards covered every inch of paint on the wall
I was nowhere close, truthfully speaking i was nowhere at all
One day I went to fetch my report and I had under performed
I can still recall when she held my report in her hand
The sting of her words are forever ashed in my mind
"You're a disgrace, i wish your brother was here, I wish you had never been born or you should have died in your brothers place" that’s the exact words she said
Everyday I crucify myself, I wish he was still alive and I had died
I'm forever chasing a shadow of my brother that's gone
I curse the heavens and turned away my heart from god
Why he chose him and not me?
Most probably my mom would be proud, the scars of my death would have healed
But she sees my face everyday, we looked so alike, i can never imagine her pain
It's said regrets are a tomb of the living
I have buried myself a million feet deep
This is my art of misery
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