Tell me and I will listen

Tell me of forever

Of the moments left in time

Tell me of the future

Of the faceless lonely crime

Oh tell me of the immortal

And how they bleed the snow

And tell me of the good life

Of the stains left by those that know

I will listen to your rambles

And listen to your lies

I will listen for the truth in loss

And I will listen to the flies.

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New Year.

In this the year that is to come

We must strive to see the sun

Forget the past that had some pain

Erase the sorrow and the shame

A new day in a new year

A chance for glory, a chance to cheer

I put my hope in the road ahead

Let blind see and the hungry fed

No more time to look away

Only the bright and clearest day

And if you join me in this wish

We will celebrate at the finish

So smile with me my unknown friends

And raise a glass at the end.

Grieving

And I sometimes struggle

When he gets in my head

I think of his laughter

And have trouble knowing he’s dead

I sit listening to music

Letting myself cry to the lyrical loss

But I know that it is more than music

There is just so much cost

A mother and father burying the son

A sister as messed up as her only brother

Perhaps that is just what mourning is

Feeling sorry for sister, father and mother.

Or maybe it is easier to hide your pain

In the pain of those who share it with you

I dont know what grief is supposed to be

I just miss the brother I hardly knew.

And that is enough of that.

Prayer of the dying.

I wish I had 1000 years

I wish I had the time

To tell you all the secrets

That loses strength untold

I wish I had 500 years

To speak about the world

To bring about a smile

Before it comes unbound

I wish I had 100 years

To speak of my love

To see you every morning

Kiss you every night

I wish I had a few more years

To hold you safe in arms

To make sure all would be ok

And remind you you are not alone.

My Brother. RIP.

He was my big brother
The bully and the protector
My opposite and my friend
Larger than life
Louder than life
He was quick to anger
And quicker to laugh
I miss the bully
I miss my protector
I miss the anger
I miss my opposite and friend.
And I miss that laughter
We were as close as brothers can be
And I loved him as a brother does…
My big brother

Loss.

He was my brother

We were night and day

We shared a mother

What else can I say

We grew up together

Through blue skies and grey

He was my brother.

We were different people

No sense in denying it

He had no equal

Tough but with a big heart

He dappled in the illegal

Yet held on to a good spirit

Lay still in deaths cathedral.

I will always love you Brother.