My Brother Published: 12-21-04
Hello again.
Another poem, about Raistlin from Caramon's view.
Note: THIS DOES NOT RHYME. Live with it!
This was written at 2 in the morning, after listening to hours of headphone music . . .
Now, uh, please read.
WARNING: angsty and sad!
My Brother.
Twins
A whole split
In twain
Or, that
Is what I've heard you say.
Brothers
Together
Since birth
Childhood
Just seems to melt away . . .
You
You who have
Betrayed me,
Cut me,
With your knifelike tongue of scorn.
You
You who have
Committed
Horror after horror
At your soul that horror has torn.
Nightmares
Tormenting
Horrible: frightening
And after all
In the midst of terror you cry out for me.
Why
Do you hurt
You destroy
Me; my will; my spirit?
Why do you, my twin, why do you cause me so much pain?
Numb
Here I am
Standing, forsaken,
By you in the rain
Yet you somehow always manage to hurt again.
Hate
Hate and
Bitter love
Seem to go hand-in-hand
When I see you lying, hurt and huddled in the rain.
Tears
Tears shed
For you
Why do I cry inside
For you who have caused me so much agony?
Because
In the fire
I see you
Alone, all alone
Only the eyes of a twin can see your fear.
Only
A loving brother
Can soothe
Your tears
When you are all alone and frightened.
My brother
I love you still
And I will
Always be here
To hug you when you're scared.
Why?
Because, Raist,
That's what brothers do.
It seems to me
That along
The road you have chosen,
You
Seem to have forgotten
The meaning of that.
In spite of the pain
You've caused
I'll still be here
Whenever you need me
To comfort and protect you.