I do not own the boys
Look threw the brother's mind as they depart, poetry I know……..
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Sam:
Funny, no fight where always a fight could be relied on
Why is this not harder than it should be?
Shouldn't it be?
Insides torn and skewed for those to read
I wear my features outside
A place much weathered and too tattered
So long
I'll miss you like a brother should
Perhaps you'll remember how I was
Maybe I'll remember who I was and whom to be
Dean:
Knew this was going to come
Desperately wanted this, even needed it
So why does the feeling of shame linger?
Shame…no new guest in a hard ridden soul
For the best, always in the interest of the other
No fight, there is no need to go against
Go against what the feelings I truly have
So long
I'll miss you like a brother should
Perhaps I'll forget how you where
Maybe you'll remember who you were and whom to be
Sam:
The feelings of hot anguish slither in the gut
Push them down, beat them down,
Like a turbulent flight emotions flutter
Hands run lightly over the shiny black metal
Warm to the touch
So many memories formed, so many more lost
So long
I'll miss you like a brother will
I know how I was
But whom am I becoming is another hidden entity
Dean:
Watch the pain laced face leave
Clamped eyelids against the emotions coursing threw pumping veins
This was how it should be
Shouldn't it?
Trust, pride, loyalty,
Disappeared as dust in the wind would surely move on
Good-bye my brother
I'll miss you more than I'll miss the memories
I know you know who you've become
I pray that you find yourself
Sam:
Run, run away, and leave it all behind
Faster, faster yet, flee from the tears that streak a head held high
My head is carried low
Burdened with my own doings
This shouldn't be like this
Where is the protective warmth I've always relied on?
Good-bye my brother
I leave you now in the hopes of return,
I do not believe that there will be a return
I may find myself, I may not, I hope you'll still be there