Thought You Were My Brother

How can you scream at me brother
its not my fault 
you were caught 
not i 
i stopped before the cops decided to come by
how can you scream at me brother
i didnt lie
i didnt tell your girlfriend what you hide
its not my fault you cheated on her
its not my fault you made her want to die
how can you scream at me brother
look me in the face
i consider you blood
and yet you just walk away
how can you scream at me brother
dont turn your back
i gave you my heart as your little sister
Trevor, dont just walk away
dont you dare scream at me brother
ive had enough abuse
i told you first what happened 
i trusted you
dont ever scream at me brother
for none of this is my fault
your the major screw up 
i didnt say i wasnt at all
Walk away from me brother
that doesnt make you a man
look at me 
dont hide
i want to see the tears from my hand
i didnt phisically slap you brother
it was all with my words
with the tears on my face
beacuse its your fault im hurt.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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August 24, 2012 at 10:29 AM
the pain in this poem is so palpable, so geuine - the hearache and devotion echo in my imagination like red trapped in pain, but there is a positive light to it as well Jay - I wish I had a sister like you - I like the repitition, it puts effective emphasis on the hurt - with respect - J.A.B. %
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