Shut Up Sam

by paperbkryter

I'm not much of a poet, but I figure Dean isn't either and this was just banging around in my head wanting out. From Fresh Blood the poem Dean didn't write.

Shut-up Sam,

You don't need to see my weakness.

When I let my heart dictate my actions,

It was not the soldier's way,

And that's all I am, or should be.

Shut-up Sam,

You don't need to feel my fear,

When your own is hard enough to bear.

My silence is your strength,

And I can't take that from you.

Shut-up Sam,

You don't need to question my motives,

When work becomes my drug of choice.

Action destroys dark memories,

And violence kills the pain.

Shut-up Sam,

You don't need to be my savior,

When I've done that job myself.

Your future will be my redemption.

Mine wasn't meant to last.

No - don't shut-up Sam.

Your death brought us to this place,

When I could not bear your silence.

And memories of you, your words,

Are all I keep when I go.