troubled eyes of
hazel
broken mind
broken heart
bags under
sleepless eyes that
see too much
but not enough
calloused fingertips
stained with gun oil
littered with
paper cuts
blood seeps from invisible
wounds
clothes worn thin
too cheap but well loved
big brother
knows his secrets (but doesn't say)
they pretend
everything is alright
okay
just fine
the burn of whiskey
on an empty stomach
a boy; forced to grow up too soon.